(Biofeedback)       POS:    Ya go beats, meats, son Sheep    I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat    I got multiple stabs of jazzy    Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul    Years after mama had me tell ya gladly    I plugged for the Tunin'    Which cause eyes to zoom in       DRES:    Which put your person into focus       POS:    No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos    Plug One yo I found fun    In the scribblin' of speak    On a naked white sheet    Most recognized by my dark brown self       DRES:    Yo you found some wealth?       POS:    More in my mind than in my pocket    But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged    I met some hoes, met some girls    Did a tour that took me all around the world       DRES:    Did a tour that took me all around the world       DOVE:    I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now    Remember when the floor might have had a spine    Well it's all bent over    The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat    It's a roller coaster    When your shit's burnt toast    Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam    When your jam is tha jam    And there's a tab at the bar    My mindstate's great    No thanks I don't drink    I sip the bobo    Then I kettle it quick    I felt the heave in the jeave    Tap it in the basement    Diggin' my own understanding quick    Let me get the single out    Think Mr. Radio say the starlight    Is the same star bright    I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch    But turn out the lights and some will go bitch    It was one MC after one MC    Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynomite    Well it's okay and it's alright    Cause our birthday cake's external light    It'll all get graphic    People made of plastic    Look at the shine wit my 50 watt eye    But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch    I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine    And lovin' deluxe    She won't catch me in no tux    Nah, man I won't honor the style       (Curious, curious, curious, curious)    DRES: How you doing, my name is Dres, listen...    SHORTY: Isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my...    DRES: Baby, what's wrong with me?       POS:    Funny funny how time flies    When you have some light on the face    Cause the focus is the fickle    'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it    To the utilize the trickle caught the rush    But I play hush    While Andres Titus is the grabbin'    As a fan will put the hearts to mush    Lush Dalea would hear the public beat    The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep    But as the Knee went Deep    To deeper off the charts    The album faded to black    That's when the amnesia starts       (Curious, curious, curious, curious)    SHORTY: Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep? What are you doing here? Who   are you here with?    DRES: I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos...    SHORTY: Oh yeah, Positive K, I.. I like him...       (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)       DOVE:    Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in    Should I shot it or begin    I saw bootleggas no shinin'    I saw Big 4 go get shinin'    A typical flick was the moment    When the man said    "Ain't you?" Yeah I is 'im    Hush your mouth fallin' in cog    Caught the light being True dog    A fist of funk and I pocket that screen    In the scene or in between    Gimme but a little bit of the starlight    I mail my ass to the darkness    I dig it, I dug it    I dig it, I dug it    I wiz it, I was it    I wiz it, I was it    Oh Lord let me switch it off    Because ya find some'll do it all    For the light    (Stop jivin')