Cats Van Bags lyrics

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Send "Cats Van Bags" Ringtone to your Cell (Slug) We`re travellin` a missile Weavin` through your cornfields Leaving behind a trail of ameteur porn and orange peels Navigating through this basement that masquerades as a nation Practicing my acetate masturbation Watching the expressions on the faces of the ones designated to be the queens, kings, and aces How many miles can you put on one soul before the smile starts to blend into one big bullet hole? (Brother Ali) Shoot through it as a unit with the best of my crew Pumpin` melodies and memories too My head`s killin` me (ew) Stomach empty, my bladder is full Two year old son with Jaybird Phone dry and missing me (?) And I`m starvin` I`ll bite your arm off Saber tooth tiger, run the night with the sharp claws In your back yard just to fuck with your gaurd dogs Throw a brick through your shit, come cut the alarm off (Slug) Fuck yes I do my best to take advantage in bouts Put one hand over the mouth Still managing to shout Theres more said within the lines of your forehead Then they could ever try to fineprint on the inside of that warhead Cross Country Like a little lost junkie Make `em hot and jumpy Trying to get that God money Steering the van through the blizzards, the fanfare Pivot when we visit Spit victim if you stand there (Brother Ali) Check your map of this picture, throw a dart at it That`s where We took a room back for the kids and through a heart at it Angry like a hostage Kickin` like a little bitch in one of Dibbs` moshpits Shifting through your city limits, trying to find the raw shit Thread a needle with it and weave a world of heads together `Til we get em carsick Face full of war paint, strapped ready for action Battle cry just trying to seek the satisfaction of the captain (?) (Slug) Climbed over the side, closed his eyes Took a dive into his famed inspiration for staying alive Swam to the shore Stepped upon land Walked up to a whore Grabbed her by the hand and said Hook: Let the wheels spin, Let the room shake, Let the speakers blow Let the light in, Let the kids play, Let the people know Let the roof burn, Let the girls love, Let the heat flow Let the world turn, Let the curbs up, Cats Van Bags Yo! (Brother Ali) Lock eyes with a thousand people at the same time They mind believe in us My style of graffiti is Reason just the midwest sweat out of my shirt And leavin` with my life essence imbedded in your dirt (Slug) We work move and hustle with the rest of the gypsies Spoon feed these issues to a new school of fishies Swimmin` through a hazy shade of passion Here they come, the hazled and has been`d and his chaplin (Brother Ali) Thats them the migrant seasonal workers The finest imperial wordsmiths on the circuit two million smiles and runnin` Stompin` tryin to flee the heat Turn around shootin` at the monster `til he`s knees are weak (Slug) They call me Jesus Freak I came to listen Then I save you Then I make you my favorite position Chasing this pidgeon down the street towards the banks Just in case my my traffic recieves Jeeps and tanks (Both) And we wander through this soul So let it be known Mama I dont know if I`m a ever be home The revolution wont have any distribution (Slug) I love my son and my music so I gotta keep it movin like Hook Send " Cats Van Bags" Ringtone to your Cell Cats Van Bags lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Cats Van Bags lyrics @ ELyrics | Cats Van Bags lyrics @ Kovideo | Atmosphere Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Cats Van Bags lyrics @ Songlyrics | Cats Van Bags lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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