Snap backs, back in the fat, worm like a coach
Rain break it a teen patch, arm it like a bro
Then at Jack remembers only high top ponies
Catch, reblock, all gal suck, totally
Top flash, hit to, walk at all, have a little
Half the city while you stroll through your park's fog
Every time you flick it looks as if you have a sparkler in hand
That keeps away to think the parlor's here
Even pirates wear mascara and eye shadow
Listen to gangsta rap as keep it fly Marlon Brando
You kept yours all under a toy it is in joy
Manipulated like CocoRosie does it easy, does it easy
Pinky ring, fake form, thingy ironed T-shirt
Whatever he at, like more comedies put you dandy line
Out to the drift that purchase modern world fair vintage
For it all, burn in hell, ‘cause a helmet has a more significance
Reckon a start for the prarie dogs to come out and play, so make way
Get away, ground hog, so long. Get away, ground hog, so long
Reckon a start for the prarie dogs to come out and play, so make way
Get away, ground hog, so long. Get away, ground hog, so long
70 club reject, yard sell lummish at
45 selection, sale file fondage at
Every action to be accurate, 20 of grands
You furniture like super, ain't no zodiacs to trend
No longer have to act black, even if you are black
The coolest of the cooler lost their cool because they're cool black
Was popular at turbo nerve, cross genre mantra
First person join gangs, marley on the contrary
Rockers rock and roll, rockers up the nose
No country for old man since Johnny passed them tool
Seems that's time to talk you all for nourry feed the corn
A bottle to parry at for the skinny to explore
The ladies wanna be Wanda, the fellas wanna be Kanye
Good rappers thrown at the dot of the Mañana
But a dog's man's best friend, except when he acts like a bitch
He slips from the board and make to the board but forget how to sleep on the bench
Reckon a start for the prarie dogs to come out and play, so make way
Get away, ground hog, so long. Get away, ground hog, so long
Reckon a start for the prarie dogs to come out and play, so make way
Get away, ground hog, so long. Get away, ground hog, so long
Turn yourself into a brand name
Your spit's not even half of the battle
The more it's merely a frame
The picture perfect is all your interest and all you savy
The paint brush or a portrait, colors on canvy
I staid gash an exactly sue to sorrow
Limbo between the life of a party boy and a bubble
Act like you just don't know what you're doing and they will love you
Tricks to the trade, magicians' sequels, committed sub-due
Maybe that found the palm of fifteen minutes of fame
Be based on the arrogance, a response at the mere applause
Nothing is fair, neither the long nor to the arm
We eat the bond to manner and starve and there you fucking are
No practice and no getting better at it, pal
You either run for it at your mic or run them all in your trunk
Natural cause you all, great nuts
Some old thing popping through your veins with some props to chase that old troll
