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POD Miscellaneous Let The Music Do The Talking When the beat starts pumping That's it --- Yeah The hitman's on the mic getting lyrically sick My boys with the tools to groove To make you want to move The P.O.D is rock'n And we have nothing to prove So with the mic in my hand Let me state this now You can get with this Ain't no way no how Forget your fingers homeboy You'll do the walking No need for words We let the music do the talking God made me And I'm funky We're set free Close your eyes and let your heart see God made me It's the P.O.D. and we're funky We're set free For all eternity Now it's obvious to see that we're dope We're dope Confusing the mind with this flow you can't cope Cope What you gonna do when you're faced by my crew With the game that is true there's no hope Hope Why do you try to front, You know that my God is so hard Taking out you chumps Is just a walk in the park Keep your lips shut With all your hawking and squawking No need for words We let the music do the talking God made me And I'm funky We're set free Close your eyes and let your heart see God made me It's the P.O.D. and we're funky We're set free For all eternity God made me And I'm funky We're set free Close your eyes and let your heart see God made me It's the P.O.D. and we're funky We're set free For all eternity |
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