Lyrical SPECulation (put on your sunglasses, folks)

I thought so too, since he says it in “The Pinocchio Theory”.

[1:13] Now you can dance here underwater down to Bimini Road while some surf the undercurrent electrically I’m told, where ice can get red hot and fire can put out water, where thinkin’ an’ thinkin’ what you think not what you [wanna?], harmonious influences, we are the clones of Dr Funkenstein, sayin’ a hard head makes a soft rump of steel skin,

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[2:32] I’m [late for the plate/play/bait?] [baba man/thang?]. I’ve got a [motor//long?] booty and I’m gonna [get ya?] baby. Baby bla-e-ah black- been there baba-bubba.

[2:52] Hoh, and that’s how it goes in the land of no [nosin’//nose-y?] so he was no [rumples-in-it?] body snatchers and antibodies [can//can’t?] stop us now. Star child here sayin’, I mean like you can breathe easy man, you know, with the gills and thangs, you don’t have to pay no bills and thangs- blow known, [for//or?] they’ll be waggin’ their future behind them.

Which parts? A lot of it sounds like he’s just doing variations on “it ain’t illegal yet”.