Look what the cat dragged in Look at the swag dats himm Hollowman who gets the mad stacks in Look at his, Kicks and the hats matchinn (that's RIGHT) Look at him Look what the cat dragged (CAT DRAGGED) Push up your black flag (BLACK FLAG)

There's a pathway to the ocean, a salty breeze blowing And this old man down the street makes damn good wine It's got stars that shine like diamonds on the black canvas behind 'em And there's a sun out here that seems to always shine And I've never seen

The love I feel as I fly endlessly through space Lost in time I wonder will my ship be found Astral engines in reverse I'm falling through the universe again Down among a dead mans vision Faded dreams and nuclear fissions span The strings of fear they

I'm bound to kill by the murderer's pact Coercion and threats Made their demands Held the past over my head One mistake has made me their tool Blackmailing a means to the end, I'm forced into the pact Is this what I am?

The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business Lil Kodak had to get it off the Land, talking Disney You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy Project baby, I remember eating

I was walking round in Paris Near the (inaudible) Zanzibar Said the woman at the front door "Do you know the place you are? This place is from the fancy I don't think you fit the scene You're just an American Black boy I'm a French African Queen" And she

Four in the morning, and I'm zoning But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where's the Trojans? So follow me up cause this shit's about to go

I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me I be pullin' out straps on these fuck niggas I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't

These little black sandals Are walking me away I'm being dragged down, down by the hand The hand of a golden giant man He's crushing my knuckles Splitting my skin, he says he will If only I'd ask it of him

Young and reckless, rich and wealthy Say health is wealth, that means I'm deadly That's why they sweat me, successful black man With a felony, but what you tellin' me? Don't hire me so I bought the company Bitch ain't shit funny, I'm not Bill Bellamy