Lyrics:
(round two)
Kurt was in a band with Mr. Dave Grohl
Dave was in Scream, that's the band not the movie
Courtney loved to scream for a band called Hole
To rock'n'roll
Way down in the deep deep South
There's a guy with a girly mouth
Eating the same banana sandwich
Dressed in the same kind of kitsch
Way down by
Married men act totally different
When they by themselves, don't they?
You see them with their wife
"What's up Tony?"
"Hey man, how's everything
may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man
'Cause right about now that's what ya'll need
Oh, and Top Dawg called the house too
I guess he want you and Dave to come to the studio
Now look, you
that gold old Rock-N-Roll with some heart and soul
With my Hip-Hop twist to take around the globe
I need a Drum roll we smoking dope and eating egg
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
Shame won't fuck up the right play
Ways of the old days, I'm quenching my own rage
But Daves of the world are too much
And I cannot change, I'm too busy
(Intro)
Dave !
Yah !
Trappalin Circle
(Hook) ( Kvng Dav)
COV from the city of violence
Splash man wet if ah nigga want violate
Came from
these rocks this creek?
Raton Canyon by name pours
Coyote leaves & old Pomo bones
& old dust of Tomahawks
into your angler'd maw
My salt maw shall
the Chicken Shack
The good old rockin days will never come back
Except down at the place called the Chicken Shack
[Inspired by the song "Chicken Shack
when I got so far behind
That the race I struggled through was more like a climb
But now I'm old enough to look back and know that
The road had been so
and these
Bitch ass niggas
Ain't the niggas from across the track
And them niggas won't on none of that shit
You hear me?
Old bitch ass nigga, I stood
the days are all grim
Too alive once the chips are all in
When I'm in effect, the days are all close
Woke up new, the city was all ghost
When I'm in effect,
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
and I only kick the flavor for my fellow ghetto dwellers
No rock'n'roll, it's just soul
Ain't nuttin changed, I still like to hit the hole
with my
left, like bitch I don't need you! Yeah
(Bye!)
Man I'm too damn high this hoe wanna swallow my semen! (Damn, chill out Nicole!)
I done did some evil shit
Daddy says Mona is crazy
Mona's mama might be crazy too
Saw it clear in some old cold coffee grounds
Got no reason to doubt it's true
Mona rode the Red
father in me
The apple never fell too far from the tree
My mother hates that but she can't disagree
Bricks on my bedroom floor, you think it's calm
may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man
stupid check]
[I'm wit' it. Yo Dave, let's show 'em some old school]
It makes no sense just standin' around,
Come on everybody, let's all...[Hang
check]
[I'm wit' it. Yo Dave, let's show 'em some old school]
It makes no sense just standin' around,
Come on everybody, let's all...[Hang out]
Yeah,
here is me, I make medicine sick
I'm never takin a loss, but beatin em down with force
Go when Dave writes the source, I got more holes than a golf
Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre
If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
She tryna fuck, pull her panties to the side
And go all the way up
Now
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