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I was drivin downtown in my blue Beretta Wonderin' why people use Velveeta steada cheddar Reach down to flip the tape yeah I musta ran a redda The cop pulled me over and he said... "Hey aren't you Concetta?!!" Like Davy I'm a believer Like stolen goods I'm a comin to seize ya I don't want you to get the wrong idea But I got more fingers than Jerry Garcia... See ya! I got more answers to your questions than Alex Trebec And if I was a sandwich I'd be triple deck It's the high-tech section of your audio selection Put down the white-out chump I don't need no correction Takin MC's out like Barclay vs. Barney Go to Mount Airy Lodge where my host is named Marney MC's try to dis but they can't touch these solos If you wanna come correct, be like Mike D. go to the movies Eat some Rolos I never take intermissions I got more rhymes than John's got Peel sessions I'm peanut butter and my man is Fluff Wrap the Wonder Bread around us We never get enough Yo peace to....
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