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cannot hold me, then I saw Colors that ruin you 'way Ttaken what you are, yeah, you'll get real far Don't you know that I'm an Alley Cat And I stay
to my house, honey Ain't nobody home but me Hurry on down to my house, baby Oh, I'm blue as I can be I love you, you love me A-hurry through the alley
past Detroit Pull up aside of a 1977 Sittin' back and sippin' my cronic 7 And I'm about to get down Look at me changin' lanes Twin pipes lookin' like dragon
the brown bag, at the same time throw up the brown rag In a brown rag, let it down and let the back drag Until the back alley, grita la pare ese lil
good things and bad things occur I know what time it is, homey what's the word? I kick back on the valley with my eyesight blurred All up in the alley
the brains because you?re wretchedly sick and deranged. Cause you's a vulture a wicked vulture! Pick at the heart pick at the soul Pick 'em and drag
my piece at " Like an ink session gettin a snake in the back tat Got a gun n kicked in the face and i ran to the back "skat!" Thru the alley under a ladder
, another night for the phantom I got the halloween jack-o-latern Yo ? , I know some kids funny silly putty playdoh They wanna step to farms, and build a hay dough I drag
Throwing candy out to the crowd Dragging down the main The helpless little thing with the dirty mouth Who's always got something to say You're sitting
cat, look at me, stomach like a Volkswagen Still I can handle my, business got these hoes braggin Ice Cube put it down (bitch I am the dragon) I am a
back I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is back Take it back to the people, leanin' gettin' rec room punch We in them authentic alley
back I got my uzi back, you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back Take it back to the [unverified], leanin' gettin' rec room punch We in them authentic alley
me So right, so right, so right. I can almost smell the perfumed nights And see the starry sky I wish you comin' with me baby 'Cause right before my eye See Castro in the alley
the alleys, and streets stay the same And you think you know what's to blame Just ain't right Don't let the blues get you down Don't let the blues drag
No Yea, meet me in the alley, Vargas Rendezvous Call the boys, get some ribs and a mess of cold beer too Lord get the feet bag on back to Mississippi
