Like Captain Kirk On His Way To Meet Spock

 

　

I got this rap rock while the hoochie on my sock

Drop

I got eyes to see & ears to here

I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain

Goochie hand bag for my favorite lady

Got to keep it clean like Scoobie Doo

I bit off more then more then I could chew

Hook :

that's how I roll bust up the tempo

that's how I roll bust up the tempo

eating his favorite fish is his dish

smoking fat blunts with the stereo popping

Star Trek came to us in a fantasy land

a new episode every week

what's good my friend don't need to pretend

think of the blues don't watch the news

stretch forth your arm and point it to the door

Uncle Vince out back in the bar kicking it with a two bit whore

Crack is more then on your Ass

no one in this life gets by on a free pass

a cosmic collision of television

gave me a sought off vision

Captain Kirk on the way to meet Spock I got this rap rock

searching for the latest trend

while sticking it to the man with the plan

yesterday we used to pray yet

today you say it ought not be that way

We got space invaders around us every day

they don't make space shows like that anymore

instead we got Trick Daddy who could be such a bore

years that I hurt for something real

I know nothing is worth me coming back again

rap is an explosion left deep inside

we run away and hide its not a glide

like Snoop Lion we need to be flying onto so much more