Lyrics:
On your heads, on your hearts, on your cats
All apologies
It's a Kermit's walk
Step by step
One two three
On a street, on a grass, on the trees
Never feel
written and composed by Natalia Druyts, Tommy Berre and Adrian Zag
I bet your name is Johnny
You're looking over, looking sweet like honey
With all
hat
When it don't match, we turn to a sad cat
We only grown kids with these bad habits too
Being a father ain't easy you get to sacrifice
And you can't
The wide-eyed cat is contrite
Coiled above, a viper’s membraned
Pits sense infrared
It scans the cat’s warm inner light
And slips by overhead
Side-tracked
When she's in a jungle cat mood I'm jungle cat food
Can't feel the music but she walkin' in the groove
Stalking her prey sneaking along bobbin' her
You know they call me black cat
And they would rather see me dead
Never so, i know you're blind
Like any superstitious eye
Everytime i get outside
I
{{Joe Mafia}}
I spark an L to a sunset meditatin
Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason
Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly
Keep them cats runnin for they gat, in stormy weather
Gats, right hook, uppercut swollen how I left your eye
Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked
Keep them cats runnin for they gat, in stormy weather
Gats, right hook, uppercut swollen how I left your eye
Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked
gone down the drain, drain?
Living in a goddamn garbage can?
Ha ha hahaha!
Friend, either you're closing your eyes
To savings you do not wish
to hate all vermin like you
In a rat town you hear many lies - and you're like a curse - your rat smirk - and your black rat eyes
And rats as big as cats -
eyes
He shook hands with the shearer cove and said he thought things stale
And left him here to shepherd us and battled back to jail
So stir the wallaby
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
forward in time
Moonlight from the sky
Ain't no lie
Steering with my eyes
In my ride
So fast i pass the past
Fueled by my soul full tank
Going forwards
Range
Y'all cats is foreplayin'
I'm pregnant by the game
(Seventh round!)
Some would like to see me in ball and chain
But I'm a child of god
So my
mixed with crack, had him in a zone
Prepared for more shit than Depends
Eyes bloodshot through a Cardier lens
Niggas said Buns came through looking
She's a witch
A bonafide bore
What's more - she snores
And that is a fact
Cow eyes lie
Yes it's time to resist
How did I ever
Get into this
that lick
Gotta keep 'em close at night
all day Everything feel just right
Carun love carti with the
cats by my side
Baddest chick ridin', ain't no
need
Your almond almond eyes
Always shine i
Wouldn't want anyone else by my side
Your almond almond eyes
Always shine i
Wouldn't want anyone else by my
Matter of fact, neither do I
Than standing on the corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls go by
I'm the cat that
this is my life
I only got one eye but I see things ever so clear
Been acquainted with death but I never know fear
I still roll to spots, cats
On some third eye shit
La Musica de Harry Fraud
On some third eye shit
What a young nigga to do? Little yute
Trying to figure the bigger truth
Fed
known as a cool cat
My names DZJ born March 26, 1998
Swirly horned Aries with knowledge stacked in 80 crates
The fresh nerd but without the extra two eyes
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