The Cat Looks at the King - Collapsing Scenery, PJ Morton

Yeah

It’s Buddy

Yo

First and formerly, most importantly

I will be pouring the potent potion

To keep your emotions open

I hope you’re not ignoring me

Baby, see, I can kick an incredible conversation

I know you lovin' it orally

Now we gon' be soaring

Flyin' out in the morning

Ridin' 'round in a foreign

I’m the one you adorin'

Them other bitches boring me

Baby, you know I can get you horny

You know where you wanna be

That’s way too much ornery

A man stares down a tank

An officer breaks rank

You’re motionless in Taksim Square

While Europe burned in the Cabaret Voltaire

(The cat looks at the king)

The black and red Catalonia

For a moment in Makhnovia

Behind the makeshift barricades

The corsairs and the renegades

(The cat looks at the king)

In Rojava, in the midst of hell

Some cats that just won’t be compelled

My bank goin' Isalita

I told her put that thing on me, I’m cheetah

She’s in giraffe, I told that girl PETA

She drug me in the bathroom in there with some oral, Rita

Pop the Add-y, I’m focused

In panties, socks, in hotel tubs

Is how I like my hoes when I’m about to fly

And if you wearing leggings, don’t wear no drawers

Unless you gettin' your monthly visit from yo Aunt Flo

It’s in my hair, get the hood bitches

Come get the good bitches

«I don’t give a shit» bitches

But what’s up with these Hollywood bitches?

Oh man, I just don’t know

Everyone I come in contact with just woke up

They just wanna be stars

And socialize with the famous

And drive another nigga’s car

And then they social life become tame

Easter rebels reject the crown

Sendic going underground

On the riverbank in Stono

Sick of pigs at Stonewall

(The cat looks at the king)

The cat looks at the king

The cat looks at the king

The cat looks at the king

The cat looks at the king