Soundtrack For Our Times

You’re nothing but a dirty, dirty old man
You do your thinking with a one-track mind
Keep talkin’ about heaven’s glory
But on your face is a different story
Clean up your rap your story’s getting dusty
Wash out your mouth -your lies are getting rusty
Can’t believe nothing you say
’cause I’m around and I see what you do

You know you’re funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
You gotta mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old thang -you never changed
Always rappin’ ’bout the same old thing

I got something to tell ya
I got something to tell you baby
That you ain’t hip to, baby
Blowin’ minds is a thing of the past
You blew your chance- that’s why you never last
You want to be a graduatin’ mother,
But in reality just another brother
You think you slick but you could stand a lot of greasin’
The things you do ain’t never really pleasin’
Can’t believe nothin’ you say
’cause I’m around and I see what you do

You know you funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old thing
Always rappin’ ’bout the same old thang
You beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

You put yourself upon a big stool,
Nothin’ worse than an educated fool
Talkin’ sex is your favorite conversation
But peace and love is a famous generation
What’s in your head has really started showing
Your conversation gettin’ kinda boring
Can’t believe nothin’ you say
‘Cause I’m around and I see what you do
You know you funkier than a mosquito’s tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of boll weevils
Same old game, same old game
Same old thing, you never change
Same old game, same old thang
Always rappin’ ’bout the same old thang

Day: July 12, 2010

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