Translation: Tv Theme. Cow And Chicken.
on phonics, packing a vicious vocabulary Malicious, with malice and mayhem Fuck a dictionary, give me the mic and I'll slay Them and literally poetic
Well, ain't but two kind Them that do and them that do Yo, they got tigers, lions and monkeys But I give my most attention to my donkey Pay no mind to
' them dubz, can't tell me wutz up Them country boys come down here and turned it out And then I got 'em on the floor and made 'em scream and shout I
-galactic tactic Got ya wearin' vests like prophylactics My verbal waters rock your sons and daughters And I'll tell more lies than priests and rabbis And
globe on roam I'm still home a million miles away And I grind so my seeds could eat, sometimes I let my eyes close and I daydream of sleep And if I
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
, chick tapper, kidnapper Get crunk, hit blunts, clip punks, Come and get this And as soon as you miss I blow holes in your lungs Hear it whistle and
is a cat (meow) This is a horse (whinny) A cow says (moo) I hear them talking to me and the demons stalkin me Running in between my thoughts and dreams
sinking, deep into the briny sea, and all of them earthquakes got you thinking, 'bout leaving Californee-ee. There's riots and there's flood and its
" She said, "I ain't your girl And I ain't your chick" I had an idea and lickity split Took my hat off and that was it Dread locks fallen all over me and
he's cleverer than you [Chorus: Kool Keith] Shorty, just take off your clothes Take them off (I wanna take it off) Shorty, take off your clothes Take them
gal them big, fat, stink and slubber And the man them little bit un-tollerant Well, everybody have a mampie caught up in a corner And I give them bubble and
he done did it Psycho, how one mic blow with one lyric Keeping it raw dog, intelligent thug share it Keeping it raw dog, and jealous cats them fear it
in grammar school days it's me the E's M T Totally and directly wonder more than too fresh and nuttin' really else today It was my accent and where
my men. FIELDHANDS HE WANT HIS HAM HOCKS HOT AND HIS LEMONADE COLD. DON'T WANT TO HEAR NO LIP, JUST DO WHAT YOU TOLD. PLUCK THEM CHICKENS, SCRUB THEM POTS AND
I tell them who is gettin' in and goin' out is I! If they could see me now, That little gang of mine, I'm eating fancy chow And drinking fancy wine.
what, what I be doin' I'm at where I'm at and I'ma be where I'ma be And that's about all you need to know And you need to use your inside voice when