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Milan, Italy

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper Into this thing The deeper I go The more knowledge I know What to sing What to bring Wha... I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper Into the rhythm Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself Checkin it out I'm not dancin' no more but Why? why? why? wha... How on earth are you supposed to vibe around the fake ones The one, the ones that say They know what is what but they don't know what is what They just strut What the fuck? I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper Into this thing And I pretend that they're not there I just stare Up in the booth at the dread man spinnin the song Spinnin