The Pinnacle

from Cure for the Common by Cure for the Common

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This song is dedicated to former band member Sid Lees. He wrote the hook to this tune and we miss him!

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lyrics

I skip to my loo, get rude on the beat
sippin on juice with a fruit so sweet
skinny dip too with a couple of freaks
it's the pinnacle of these cynical streets

I keep the flow goin til the beak o' dawn'n. I let my bros know when the flow is comin'. I keep it goin' til I wake up on the lawn'n wit no pants on not knowin' if it's mornin' I wet my whistle with a bucket o' corona. I get a fistful of friends then I stone'm. I get the women in the back of the club and get freaky til' the bitches in the party ain't sober. My homies wanna know the reason why my flows don't slow in the middle or the ending when it's over: because I move my mouth like a motor-boatin' stogie-smokin' cronie movin' weight from Atlanta to Sonoma. They got a feelin' that my mind ain't right at night 'cause I like to fight with the Samoans. I got a feelin' these free-form flows sound better when the weather gets hotter than a sauna. I ought get your daughter on my dance crew doin' crazy moves until she needs a glass of mineral water. Don't bother me when I be actin' fatherly to all my homies followin' the groove 'cause it's sure to get you slaughtered. I honestly can say it's an anomaly to spray hot fire from my lips 'cause my tongue has departed from the scene 'cause the listerine in my mouth put a hole in my cheeks, everybody get retarded.