Lyrics:
so grafts his body with the fat cats
I act trash call me oscar
I'm grouchy and Rowdy, with down trodden posture
And I wanna lounge around like a dosser
part right there hope we ain't wakin' up Flo
Hey Flo old Flo she's a good 'un boy no I didn't mean nothin'
I just you know I knew Flo a long time ago
the heads off of any man who danced a better jig
The Bradbarian's surly countenance was met perfectly by the animals he kept company with
The cat had
of old age
Take yo shot first This another hot verse
That deserves a VMA Emmy or Oscar
Her last boyfriend is a grouch
I call him Oscar
My flow sick I think
Wouldnt it be me,
the most attractive cat?
My confident and the elegant walk
Shine shine, my beautiful glossy fur.
Looking good always
cause I groom
I found my love by the gasworks croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Clouds
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
somethin cat, this is what you need
You need a coach and I'm a damn good coach
Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins
Seed trickled down,
pass 'em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, yeah I'm the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob
Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(OK girl) Yeah what I did was wack
But you don't get
Come through the block in the brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that nigga ain't friends
(OK girl) Yeah what I did was wack
But you don't get
feels brand new
Maybe
Some time has gone by
But I still find
That old look in your eyes
And I'm trying,
I'm still trying, to understand
Why a woman like
I keep God first and I always tried
Everyday I gotta kill this flesh God put good inside of me
I aint never going back to that old man I keep him
Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock
Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
An' I'm so
Revolution rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here revolution rock
Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
An' I'm so
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going, sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit down and rest
He can beg
deep?
Going with what I always longed for
(Feel like a brand new person)
But you'll make the same old mistakes
(I don't care, I'm in love)
Stop
matter what it take, we gotta celebrate
Fuck stayin straight, hair braided by this Muslim cat
Regulate the whole yard, now we got the straps
Niggas
catch you, bye bye
[x2]
They say that you can't teach an old dog brand new tricks
And baby my friends tellin me that you won't change
And maybe they're
friends
What's to discuss, old friends?
Tell you somethin':
Good friends point out your lies
Whereas old friends live and let live
Good friends
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
is as good as a nod to a blind horse
Of course his technique was from a divine source
Never knew the price of ice or what swine cost
One guy tried
A psychedelic, I'm a relic
A finicky old brat
As I claw my creations into shape
Mimicking old cats
And that's
Something we do
Steal a piece out of pies
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