Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Calvin and Hobbes , by - Mickey Factz. Song from the album Y, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.02.2016
Record label: Museum Mick
Song language: English
Calvin and Hobbes |
| I’m like five years old moving around to six |
| Every Sunday morning Calvin and Hobbes comic strip |
| Tiger came alive, day before, I’m riding high |
| Watching X-Men at eleven it’s on channel five |
| Couple hours later in church singing songs to God |
| Me and my cousin Hal in the back recite a lot of rhymes |
| Had a Walkman by Sony, bootlegging shit |
| Three dollars to the Africans on one twenty-fifth |
| Clue tapes best to big out that was the manuscript |
| The Lox Family, DMX vs. Cannabis |
| Recording over gospel tapes, I was a fan of it |
| Inside stuff from? |
| to Analysts |
| Black Power Ranger was black, so amazing |
| Yellow Power Ranger was hot, she was an Asian |
| Wait a minute, black and yellow, Wiz Khalifa shit? |
| Yellow, Asian, damn I can’t believe this shit |
| Used to steal my pop’s CDs and put ‘em back later |
| Found out about Biggie by 'em, baby baby! |
| Michael Jordan dunking on Ewing, then there was Pippen next |
| Hardaway, Mourning, man we never get respect |
| ‘Til Starks dunked on the Bulls, baseline crack |
| Bulls fans cried it was Horace, Jordan was in the back |
| Me? |
| I was a Sonic fan I loved Shawn Kemp |
| Gary Payton throwing alley-oops to the strong pimp |
| Seven kids, six mothers, drug user, alcoholic |
| Before school I watched Zack kiss every freak |
| On Saved By The Bell, Lisa Turtle duckin' Screech |
| Lark Voorhies was on fire, Never really liked Laura |
| Had a crush on Mira, would’ve banged out Topanga |
| Prolly got messy, dreamt of head from Kelly, would’ve gave pills to Jessie |
| Me and my cousin Vinny snuck and heard all The Chronic |
| Throwing fake guns in the air acting like Onyx |
| Found my pop’s porn on the shelf in his closet |
| Used to watch Janet Jacme scream loud getting popped in |
| Still a virgin, paper boy in baggy jeans |
| I had Parasucos with lines down the seams |
| Can’t we get along? |
| We singing simple songs |
| Timothy McVeigh vs. Flex, who got the bigger bombs? |
| Cell phones big as a forearm, ditched prom |
| Didn’t have a date, my ex blamed it on Islam |
| Street Fighter that was the shit, I used Ryu |
| Played Genesis all day, Streets of Rage 2 |
| Martha Stewart was a good thing |
| Stealing potato chips from the stores was a hood thing |
| The Knicks in the middle of the Finals |
| Olajuwon spinning off Ewing for the title |
| We had a Gulf War, what the fuck for? |
| Kids in Somalia died ‘cause they starved |
| Dawg, my president ain’t black |
| But my man got head and he sure can play the sax |
| Then he got an office in Harlem next to blacks |
| Smoked weed but he didn’t inhale, how real is that? |
| White boys in trench coats aired out Columbine |
| Tossing old kicks in the air on top of power lines |
| Worked a McDonald’s job for a dollar sign |
| And got fired for McFlurrys I was tryna slide |
| Forrest Gump on the bench sitting awkwardly |
| Ready to Die was my artery |
| I remember writing lyrics down from Bone Thugs N Harmony |
| Recite it back to my friends so they’d be a part of me |
| Loved Diddy before the shiny shit |
| I’m a 80s baby and a 90s kid, dig? |