Buttermilk Lyrics

Who's the Ovaltine
Johnny Appleseed
Planting overseas
Bagging breezies out of Japanese magazines
Who the major league
Milk of Magnes(ia) magnifique
Who the man to see
Set to make a scene
Have a seat
Emcees

Y'all is mini mes
Kenny Gs
This is veni vidi vic(i)
This is Kitty Genovenese's energy
The is Middle East's Queens Embassy
This is kerosene
Heresies you ain't never seen
Sand got the catalog
I'm clad in the camoflauge
Mash with the capricorn, atom bomb, amazon broad
With the bra with the cannonballs
With the bon bon looking brolic like she borrowed it from Barry Bonds
Dog I'm the doggone don
Rep the cause at all costs
Call the sarge
Get the comandante calling all cars
Get the cattle prods charged
Get the catapaults launched
Be alarmed
We at large

WE CAN MAKE IT PRETTY BABY
WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY

Puerto Rock
Thicken up the plot
Do the boy got some pinosh
Turn it up another notch
Might end up in a menage
There's a million us and ours up in arms
We ain't talking writing blogs dog
Talking dropping bombs
I don't even fuck with songs
This is psalms
We the renaissance
We at odds with the Pentagon
They decepticons
They the demagogues
Better pray to holy god keep your guard dog
Before the pull your card dog
From the valleys and the peaks
To the alleys and the streets
For the cabbies and the priests
And the nannies and the trannies and the freaks
Think I give a muthafuck about a grammy
I got granny tryna eat
I got family where the camera's on the scene
And the calvary's canvassing the scene for deceased
Can it be
That the reason that the city never sleeps
Is the sirens and the screeches and the screams never cease

WE CAN MAKE IT PRETTY BABY
WE CAN MAKE IT IF WE TRY

Never say never
Never late
Never lame
Never bend
Never break
Never played
Never dazed
Never phased
Never afraid
Never flake
Never fake
Never in it for the fame
Shit I'm in it for the faith
If you in it for the same
If you willing to defend it in the center of the flame
If you in to represent with every sentence that you say
Every syllable you spray
Then you safe
'Cause you saved
If you isn't you's a waste
You's a nigger
You's a slave
You's a snake
Shit, you oughta be ashamed
You's about to get disgraced and erased
You's about to get defaced to your face
Go away
Where to stay is in your place
Out my space
You can call it playa hate
But I'm finished playing games
Shit I still be playing tapes, it's insane
Till the 40 days of rain, stay in shape
Stay the same