CBGB’S De La Soul

[Verse 1: Posdnuos]
Beach boy bonanza, sunrise, get up
Surfin' on a curb from inception of a set-up
Planet in black granite, halos above it
The autopsy can't top me, beloved
Dissect survival, passed on a whisper
Placed on the mother who shunned, now it's the
Boys who shot joy inside the violent
Heil from New York where them Rs is silent

[Verse 2: Dave]
This is for the bottom of the deck (Yo, who got squad?)
They call this nigga Little Cochise ('Cause he's a engine, baby)
I rev it like Run, the squint in the sun
I bet you bottom dollar I get louder than a bomb
A pH balance, son, I walk the phenom
Like tightrope, might throw dope in the stash

[Chorus]
Crooked counterfeits (We keep it straight cash)
Crooked counterfeits (Keep it straight cash)
Crooked counterfeits (Keep it straight cash)
Crooked counterfeits (Straight cash)

[Outro]
Cash
Cash
You're a peanut with a cashew