Dedication (That Takes Some)

Go to my show? Analyze how the sound flow
On the downlow
Fuck around, lay around, ho

With our feet marching
Grinding the skeptics into the soil

Here come the Earth Intruders
Stampede of resistance
We are the cannoneers
It's necessary voodoo

It comes to light, it comes in waves,
It's gone too late.
Don't steal the smile from off my face.

Please, don't rain on my parade