Kool A.D. - Moneyball lyrics

rate me

Trust and believe, oh my purple homie? (whistles) He keep a turban on.

Cashin' and chips, dining and dashing and shit

mining a mansion, shining, diams and ashes and shit

my gold's blowin' the shows and live heaven's a hell's for generations of the time in climb

to the next hoes, the fresh toes, the heat electrical too hectical, astro futurist

astro truthfulness, young fidel castro, using this,

music as whatever I really need to use it as

losing this shoes and some of shabazz palace floors,

every group calice is being wild and all told my day one's

in the cold road, the kid jumps, I mean the cold wrong

but kid jumps the walls in

sees all it, ill desert creatures and devil's beyond that

I reach beyond raps, but it's still rap though, it's just that though

but if they gon bust then ill bust back though, regardless any situation

I'm hard as a motherf*cker, come on fight me yeah nah

Wait yo, you like me though?

oh shit, hold on, hold on

the revealer

handicap favors the dealer

the hand of feeds umm.. favors is the over eater,

cops wanna kick you like a build to hand over your heaters,

schools demand over achievers abandoned the beliefs

of the family and leave em stranded

and bless the little creatures snitches who will call their fam philistines nigga please,

hella books on ecology be killing trees,

ends the ends, but the mean is still the means and shit

my jeans are probably made up in the Philippines,

by little kid who would kill to live as ill as me or some shit..

man I'm dumb I don't read enough,

some don't read enough, food should be free, what up?

it used to be when it was growing on the trees and stuff.

I'm an idioooooooooooooooooooooot,

What's up?

I'm an idioooooooooooooooooooooot

Yeah yeah, what's up, what' up?

Thanks to Harold for correcting these lyrics