Cassius Clay's Pearly Whites

I said, put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Around six, I smoked a nebula and leveled up
Just ring the bell rocking from the heavens into hell
(Intergalactic triad killer)
Eyes opened up like Christmas
Kicking fits and foaming at the mouth
Just like a drunken Orson Welles
(You big sucker, I've got you now)
I kick back, stick remove the ones or twos who always tell the truth
The new Moses part Romans full of laughter
I rock a black tie like a 1960s massacre
(Extra, extra, you can read all about it)
I ain't got no quarrel with them Viet Cong
Dying to dodge the truth like an overcoat, stripped of title snapped the gloves
Yeah, I called the bluffing all you racist mother (what)
I said, put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Put it back, get on the vibe of the system
Float like a butterfly, sting like an army
Float like a butterfly, sting like an army