Brodels 311

[Verse 1: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez]
Ooh, you know we pepper you
With a sonic assault, sidestep-a you
I cannot think of a better way that we could celebrate freedom
Than to make up a set of goals and cold beat 'em
See dumb verbal tags like audio spaghetti
Give a shout to the one they call Yeti
I bet he put the kibosh on any foes whatsoever
Like original brodel Trevor
Positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley
Scottish Ralston shows up if you're lucky
Ad Raspler the Swede, a friend indeed
He's keepin' an eye on the other guy's needs
These are 311 characters, I dubbed every one
The story ain't over, but my rhyme is done
Dig it, it was the year that I first touched ground
So I grabbed the microphone and I got down
Just like James Brown, gather 'round of our sight and sound
Pound for pound, we throw down rather profound
I'll put you in another world, I can't hear you
Like havin' phone sex with a deaf girl
No doubt we got the jams that'll smack ya
I penned three books of lyrics, two for action, one for backup
'Cause I'm a cold rockin' brother, got transistor tunes
And it feels real good to get close to you