Rock & Roll Indian Dance

[Verse 1: Homeboy Sandman, Edan] Look up in the sky, it's a bird, yo, that’s played out! I was gonna say it's a bird-bath, that's way out Hot butter like you left the Parkay out Channel five, kung fu Saturday matinee route Two tones, two ten-toe dismember Contenders like Five Element Ninjas, Crippled Avengers Gods and generals, forever dropping emeralds is the agenda Nostalgia for childhood smiles, could you remember The type of dope that get your envelope returned to sender From true and living showmen save your clothing for the emperor I tried the fish and pasta, get it poppin’ for the populous The type of cat to uppercut an undercover operative A thin line between men, swine, proper cops and pigs I'm in leather moccasins, inhalin' where the toxins is Whoa, Sauconys though, holy smokes Shows from Tokyo to Kyoto have me holding dough Your girl hold the door for yours truly In a reversal of social roles, where dudes hold doors for hoes usually Nothing is new to me, jewelry don't even mean shit Your lyrics ain't about shit, you bought an outfit That didn't even protect you from getting outdid I hold my dick while dictators ousted I beg your pardon for the particles of hock spit No yes no, one zero one, is not is That's an algorithm that'll imprison your kids Unless they hold it down like Native Americans did Which is preferable [Chorus: sample & Homeboy Sandman] Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance [Verse 2: Homeboy Sandman, Edan] I wield all elements Raid with a brigade, of elephants and telicans Electric eels, seals, whales, snails Tusks, talons, wings, gills, tails Go to the Bronx zoo and unlock cages Cut through the gunsmoke and clear our throats and sing praises To African American, Asian, Caucasian Haitians that originated from ancient spaceships Come home to give your totem a face lift Swimming through my scrotum be the odorless tasteless Pacing back and forth until ejection on wild nights With hopes of traveling off and carry torch to provide light Celebrate the synthesis of basil with fried rice Get some acupuncture while I’m bumpin’ the Chi-Lites Fly right and keep your eyesight Upon the highlights (My life, my life, my life, my life) In the -- [Chorus: sample & Homeboy Sandman] Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance Rock and Roll Indian dance