CufRock - Black Ocelot (feat. Tchaka Diallo)

One two, check I am the Kwizats Haderach
Inventor of hoodlum rock
Hit 'em with the future shock
Ioun give a f** if you decepticon or autobot
Ho-tell on me, I might push her off the Marriott
The logo wasn't a cat, it was an ocelot
Use the Google machine if you don't know what I'm talkin' bot
From the D where we Errol Flynn, no robot
Now I'm up in my pajama pants bumpin Probot
Rockin' Proton
Never speedos, torpedoes away, photon
Bad taste in vernacular you can choke on
Burn yo ass into ashes then
put it in my Volcano to smoke on
Old vices got my voice soundin deeper now
Old devices, f** a cellie, got a beeper now
Minecraft on these muph*kas I'm a creeper now
Lock yo' ass in the trunk like you Mr. Chow...
Outer space like that long black caddy
Only God with 13xs like Clarence
Original flow ya'll just traffic
Shrine of the Black Madonna popping out black kids
Bill Pickett on a ranch called Raxland
Bulldogging these heifers with the Ranch Hands
This real life Dark Knight Batman
13 Strippers all want to lap dance
Strapped like Chris Christie with the lap band
Nasty girls Burn Rubbers Gap Band
Cult leader close to the God Sound
Whip appeal is getting top with the top down
Turnt up with my bed service Turnt down
Chandlerville Chandelier status
Voodoo dolls poking holes through your mattress
Work status flow Alfac sick
You are now listening to the Committee for the Destruction of Modern Music

Written by:
Johnnie Frierson, Rashei Kali, Tchaka Diallo, Wendy Renee

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