Mc Radiation Please Lyrics

Please Lyrics

So I’m walking down division when I see a sight
And I’m gonna confide
right now it kept me up all night
It really sickens me when I see such a
thing
Cuz its sadder than reusing plastic wrap with cling

I seen an
old man driving down the street
Daytons on his impala he was rockin to the
beat
Drivin with one hand at noon
He needed a reality check soon

I
hate it when I see old people trying to look cool
Cuz what they really come
off looking like a fool
You know what I’m speaking you’ve seen it
too
Three old men in adidas shell style actin like a crew

Ain’t no
party like a convalescent home party cuz a convalascent home party don’t
stop
So when you see a old geezer in a caddy bumpin weezer
Then you gotta
give a fogie his props

Now there’s nothing worse than a dude ten
seconds from a hearse
Trying to wear the fubu number five
Cuz he can’t
look phat trying to wear his backwards hat
And listening to celine the
concert live

Old men should be wearing jogging suits
And making sure
to eat prunes and fruits
Not sportin fat albert from head to toe
And
drinkin from a forty while they’re on the go

I don’t care if they
wear ebtek but stay away from a and f
Cuz if you don’t Ima have to call
the fashion ref
You think I’m kidding pullin your leg like that
Well I
gotta tell you I’m not that kind of cat

Ain’t no party like a
convalescent home party cuz a convalascent home party don’t stop
So when
you see a old geezer in a caddy bumpin weezer
Then you gotta give a fogie
his props

You go to the club and what do you see?
Bunch a old losers
tryin to be an O G
Dancin around in all black denim wear
They put black
highlights in their hair

So I said yo pops stop actin like your mind is
gone
Put your brown fake leather orthopedic shoes back on
So he flashes
me the west side sign
And I said now you outa line

So dude pulls a
duece duece on me from his pocket
And I’m audi like a supercharged
rocket
Aint gonna stick around and wait to see
If the dude feels like
shooting me

So take this kind message straigh to the heart
Don’t
pretend that you ain’t an old fart
Cuz I know a poser when I see
one
And let me tell you, you don’t wanna be one