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A Prairie Home Companion With Garrison Keillor (Garrison Keillor) · The Last Garrison (Enter Shikari) · The Last Garrison (Enter Shikari) · Cat Speaks (Cat Anderson) · Cat's Clause (The Germs) · Ted Nugent/Cat Scratch Fever (Ted Nugent) · The Cat Empire (The Cat Empire) · That Rockabilly Cat! (Charlie Feathers) · Alley Cat (Bent Fabric) · S'cat Got My Tongue (Ori Dagan) – and 90 other albums »


and graze niggaz fades 
I creep in a Mustang, bust my heat in the rain 
Till they get a rust stain 
why'all niggaz heard of me, probably want to murder me
Ya probably ain't expecting this one
Nope,yea clap clap un hun,
This something my grandmother would dance to or something
Sha ba doop doop doo
every five bricks
My connect throw me one, you don't know me son
Like I love rhymin, I'm just a thug shinin
And leave the club blinded, by the damn blood
rough brother,
Word to my grandmother.
I buck you in the head just to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, bring
Porsches
Me and Nawshis, y'all shoulda been being cautious

My Night Life'in, make cats get liars
When Axe pass the striker, I rapid fire
Nauseous, I'm
and it's sold out
I'm surrounded by greatness, my loved ones are amazin'
Sometimes I look in their faces and just think of the lives they're changin'
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Ever since I could remember I been on my grind,
All the time
Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer things on my mind
I had to Shine
By any
fades
I creep in a Mustang, bust my heat in the rain
Till they get a rust stain
why'all niggaz heard of me, probably want to murder me
I'll pull up
done went wild, yo, check it

There was a Hardy Boy mystery I tried to solve again
Dude that broke in my crib, it wasn't involving him
Four in
O's

My house had asbestos
I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat
Mice run around the damn sticky trap
Come on home wit me, where my mother found
orangatangin, wilding out on hoodrats
They say I act like I'm too famous to say hi
And tell 'em what my name is but really I'm still nameless,
You niggas don't
effects on my abilities though
To murder an MC is standing procedure
Looked and see this cat gone follow the leader
But I'm a cheater, the abdomen