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All I hear is honking horns Behold A Pale Horse galloping on a honkey's lawn Behold a pale corpse jacking off to zombie porn Beneath a Air Force trained on playing Donkey Kong Somebody's granddaughter ain't like her own tetas Saved up ten grand, now she like the Grand Tetons Her and her parents worse rivals than the Yankees/Sox Really love Johnson, even was a fan of Keyshawn Winston Churchill said, "Carry on, keep calm." But R. Kelly got room keys, I mean key cards Pimps that rock bright colored gear are called peacocks Hookers' johns are nothing like Jean Luc Picard Going someplace mad people have been before Dingbats even wind up in the bing because Promised not sing the chorus if it pleased the court You could tell it was a crock cause he rocked Lacoste, uh Knicks down, listening to ODB But for the mix down, this is what an OD be I'm like the dude in commercials for Dos Equis Or Duran Duran Or Durant from OKC When I meet some girlies they will not say peace Cause they seen me earlier on OKP I might give in if she got some okay cheeks Even more so if she got some okay chi Letras de cancionesLotta cats get married when they both gon' cheat I am not sure what they think they gon' achieve It's like two potheads thinking that they both gon' chief Once they got there, ain't nobody brought no trees Or a sad dog who's owner ain't brought no treat I'm the big dog, I ain't gotta show no teeth I see hard rocks so afraid to play low key All their art screams pussy like Georgia O'Keefe's Stop it Pocket fulla copper Copper helicopters Cat divine in concert Can't divide and conquer On it, fly on caca Sung la cucaracha I dance the gun kata I done a bit of bikram I'm big on vinyasa I'm big in Kinshasa Posers move over My pops was Mufasa Check on que pasa Connect at Queens Plaza Mi casa, su casa Or get here by the Goethals But watch out for the potholes Hear the cono carajos Let out by the apostles The world's oldest profession Transpired inside the brothels The proof is in the fossils The troops is in the foxholes eyeing the gestapo I step up to the plate like Placido Polanco Ace is Ali Baba Racist Johnny Bravo Wristses might be rocky Heart could still beat Drago Ughh From Letras Mania