be exposed in voyeuristic color, the public act Let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk Let the cats walk I've played, this scene
my hand light up in the sky, like the Statue of Liberty A tattooed celebrity, but I keep the chopper That go blacka, I push that through your memory
To speak my poems, rest in peace to the God Al Woods Kept my self-esteem high since a child in the hood I was raised on the Westside, wildin' for goods Same cats
truths better unspoken a closed door now everythings open After the fall still we got to crawl To Much did you hear whispers While Fat cats are stroking
trying to outdo what hasn't been done. Now hopefully I'll let them see, What they say that I'm gon' be, And if not then I hope future does in the memory
sun smog up in the vintage london fog I'm fuckin your g after you took her to miniature golf From the floor of this shitty-ass kitchen I see hella cats
assume I'm stopless Bounty's on my head for info Gossipers turn philosophers lie My whole life is so strife So I write to escape my memories I got
you dad know wish I did it from my first day Just like my dog 18 with mad cream Locked out on the drug scene Had cats from other teams Hatin', went from
Before my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben And live niggas memories you live again Sometimes I close my eyes and just reminisce And wonder how a lotta cats
nothin, well I'm frontin, I was never nothin Older ladies used to tell my mother "Ain't he somethin?" (oww) I look at a lot of you cats and laugh Cause
Made Somethin' Outta Nothin' Well Im Frontin' I Was Never Nothin' Older Ladies Used To Tell My Mother Aint He Somethin' I Look At A Lot Of U Cats An
daddy's car So many memories, got lost and found When a piece of history hit the ground The day they tore the last drive-in down Memories thick as the
own A locked throught in a closet Splinter moves, cracking moans Dank angles in the attic Sixth sense stockpiled In the cellar And the ladder is broken Memories
warlord I'll stab you through your fucking temple with a floorboard I'm a born lord, I was baptised To see the universal through a cats eyes Here come
mistake us for whores I'm sayin?, why spend mine when I can spend yours Disagree? Well that's you and I?m sorry Imma keep playing these cats out like
be exposed in voyeuristic color, the public act Let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk Let the cats walk, and the cat walks I've
I Behind my walls are my Cats. And behind my Cats is a Peacock singing to me of my death and yours. I said to her "In the silence of an eye, I shall
pores And now the days are drastic, the nights last forever Wanna tear this motherfucker up and put it back together I'd like to ask the cats that act