Snoopies

In a hundred years from now

We will not recognize this place

The dollar store is filled with love

The parking lot is full of grace

Now, judges put their snoopies on

With glorious and true restraint

A child is gonna rule them all

Said the prophets of the human race

Hey now, can you picture yourself

Hey now, in the physical sense

Hey now, a subcutaneous thing

Hey now, like a mother and father

Pan Am trips, circa 76, the Ritz

Papa hit the belt, to pick up at the JFK

I judge nothing, I let her know, AFK

I'm off the front porch and the front screen

Two shocks on my back, the wise look mean

They told me slow down, baby, but I'm a lummox

The 8-ball said, Dave, you in the wrong lot

Move like sloth, cut cloth with new scissors

You thinking too big, I call Nell Carter

Somebody give me a break, cut ya toe up

You put both hands up, I put four up

Can't teach a fast dog how to stand still

Mano e mano it's the hand to hand still

Somebody give me a break, the clutch went out

Tags slap hands, I'm about to man out

Can't teach a how to stand to still

See y'all tomorrow for the man to man

Now that was all so long ago

See the babies, they are running wild

If you get too close, they run away

So tonight we better stay inside

So whenever things don't go my way

I simply put my snoopies on

I'll share them with you, I don't mind

Let me be your microphone

Hey now, can you picture yourself

Hey now, in the physical sense

Hey now, a subcutaneous thing

Hey now, like a mama and papa

Will I ever get tired of this

Will I ever get turned around

Will I ever get old of you

Give me a break now, the clutch went out

Will I ever go back again

Will I ever get used to me

Will I ever be smart enough

How do I know if I'm totally clean?

It's the elastic youth, coming to size up your plastic troop

Keep a pot of caution, boil it in the hot

I wonder why, so why not

Move like a used car and you get used up wherever you are

So they say me and my crew get it new all day

Couple of shots of calamity

But don't mess with the gram to be sniffed

Too messy for the ego, when you come crashing

There ain't no airbag to dash in and catch ya

She goes down and I look down

She looks up, I don't know what to say

Yo, do that shit, yo, do that shit

But she already done done it anyway

But yo, do understand under the man

Lies another line set of value, open a shape

So when I'm speeding too fast, it don't match the brake

(Car braking hard)