lirik lagu kool a.d. - california music channel
[verse 1: kool a.d.]
young wayne tech
used to play c-ssettes of bizzy bone
this is what it sounds like when thugz cry
plus eliott smith, miss misery
scotch tape on the holes
this is how it goes
arts and crafts
arts and leisure
i bring the green t-shirts
cd, dvd, fedex, text message
west coast crackalacka-blackalacka-ding-dong ho-ho cupcake
see me shakalaka my boom-boom
ping-pong clapper with the sing-song laughter
tattoo triage
we got three odd reasons why you might wanna f-ck with kool a.d
me, me, me
when i die, they’ll read this and say a g*nius wrote it
oh sh-t, kool on some oh-no-no sh-t
understand me, please understand me
mulatto franz kafka
demand mas pasta
hands across [?] america
funk phenomenon, sip the mama juana juice give me your wretched
look at my watch, its an audemars
it’s the hollow mirrors
get the f-ck out of here
acts are not reasonable
nibble on the cheese like a weasel do
anything else is not feasible
not allergic to the money, but i sneeze a few times
for the crimes and the evil that the dimes and the cheese’ll do
kool a.d., i believe in you
you believe in me?
used to burn weed and watch cnc
and meditate on the g in me
heh, that was a little joke, hee-hee
you trying to shine but your rhymes is pee-pee
word like peace, god
reality actually
kool a.d. shall forever remain happily
why you mad at me? cam’ron, fresh prince
in the bath with my pants on
known to get my popular song and dance on
might of the man child, grandchild of the land mine
see me bring it straight to my booyaka, booyaka
who but the chupacabras want to f-ck with the g.o.a.t
kool a.d. oh, me so cakey
the beat so wavy
the street go crazy
the internet go nuts
the winner get mo’ bucks
so what?
what the f-ck, i’m too to’ up
you don’t really want to know [gibberish]
[verse 2: trackademicks]
i’m in your face like mucus, out of sp-ce like lucas
honor roll is the crew, b-tch, the rest of them are nuisance
better sh-t? prove it, better get ruthless
my name in your mouth like you in prison toothless
gross, gotta love a roast
and i don’t mean pork, i’m talking about jokes
like chickens crossing roads
or pimps swapping hoes
cause the chick was too lazy trying to get that dough
but forget that though, this tic-tac-toe
i’m talking about os like three in a row
when i get some mo’
and you’ll be rolling
i’m talking on the ball, like “b-tch i’m bowling”
folding what i’m holding
tracks on racks on stacks
and yes i make slaps on slaps
b-tch drinking kool-aid with kool a.d
trackademicks putting this on that
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