Lyrics:
Musical Cats Score

, slow song. I used to roll strapped up packin a glock, Runnin round rinsing at the back of a block, Used to shot cats whole packets of rock, Now I make music

Cats get served, running up sliced Every single night and that the way we keep it right Like that fuckers... (YEAH) Im just trickin though, Certified

millions in dough What does the scene have to show? Shrewd business men, you made your big score For the bands charging thirty dollars at the door Well you fat cats

out, but ya'll people got months to wait *Life As It Is* baby, Zion I got me flyin high My mind inside music symbolic to INI This ain't the Sci-Fi

though I'm for the peace treaty Frustrated cats we hussle but still needy And whistle like Twity when we see the L.A.P.D. We going four for score for

more. Well, there's a spot that I've discovered Where a guy's guaranteed to score. I'm gonna show you cats some action, Like you've never seen before

too shy Let me dance with you, let me wear you out Here's a glass of orange juice, let's go X it out The music's bangin', way down in my soul When you

more. Well, there's a spot that I've discovered Where a guy's guaranteed to score. I'm gonna show you cats some action, Like you've never seen before.

t wait up Thats why we're sending cats back to the lab "Worldwide" The microphone's up for grabs Thats why we're sending cats back to the lab "Evidence