Misdirected Hostility

[Verse 1: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez]

Now I'm not the type to just act like I know

Puttin' on an angle, puttin' on a show

Speakin' on nothing makes you a stunt

I'll tell you right here, yo, I won't front

I cross the T's and skip non-legitimacies

Or else, please

I cannot handle all the negative vibe merchants

Is that all you have in you, perchance?

So much angst and pain, it's so wack

You should take a tip from the one Frank Black

Play some pachinko, play some Parcheesi

'Cause all the angst shit is just cheesy

It's the 311 bliss, too smooth for pissed

Lyrics talkin' loud again, yeah, we are the party men

Cosmetics that you fretted, we sport the high aesthetic

Here go rap kickin' the dazzled crazy mathematic (Come on)

[Pre-Chorus 1: Doug "SA" Martinez]

I am what I am, mix some old school jams

Onto tape 'cause the party's in the crates I scan

Step into the realm, what you gonna do?

Get the party people something funky to listen to

[Chorus: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez]

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got (got, got…)

[Verse 3: Doug "SA" Martinez, Nick Hexum]

(Ooh) It's body rock, pop and lock, here's an example

Boulevard chrome beats always ampin' your temple

Punks get got in the age of hip-hop

It's just begun like stolen bikes on the blacktop (Come on)

[Pre-Chorus 2: Doug "SA" Martinez, Nick Hexum]

Born to sing a lyric immaculately concepted (Uh)

No strain in your game if your game is respected

Come (Uh) as you are, radio star

Drown out the hatred with a rhyme and electric guitar (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Doug "SA" Martinez]

Dispatched when rap shattered the glass of radio access

May we turn some soul on their rhythmless dances

You know the time, and they'll know the scoop

They'll say it was a rhyme and a beat of a rap group

[Interlude: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez]

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

Your rhymes have been outmoded

[Verse 4: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez, Both]

(Uh) Your rhymes have been outmoded so just quit your belly achin'

You're saying that you're tortured, give me a fuckin' break and

Maybe take out the source of your dispairin'

What do I mean? Kick the fuckin' heroin

I speak from experience, because I didn't see clearly once

Actin' like I dunce

In 1989 I was cocaine and Jim Beam

But now it's '95 and I'm ginseng

[Chorus: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez]

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

A-misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got, see

Misdirected hostility, that's what you got (got, got…)

[Outro: Doug "SA" Martinez & Nick Hexum]

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