What’s really going on? seasons change / reasons change, especially here at the end of the summer
Back to school time!! meanwhile authorities track a fool doing the crime, but O-Dizzle is back on mine!! work is put in by this funky drummer.
Hard times stack up on a fool!! like Jared Fogle plans fizzled!! some got what was coming to them.
I blow the horn or bugle!! these clearance rack epiphanies are just in time for the back to school sales or what’s left of them.
Some blow their horn or bugle like Donald Trump or Hillary Clinton on the bully pulpit or stump!! seasons / reasons have politicians to the right and left of him, but O-Zone ignores the rhetoric.
Horns blow, the bass plays and funk is dropped per George Clinton on the pulpit!! but I see how others work it!! even treasons occur at the mall, as clerks abandoned their post; duties? they were derelict.
Horns blow, alarms ring; per Bill Clinton and NAFTA? in a perfect world they wouldn’t be working at the mall with the college degree.
Out here in the mainstream of mathematics? they’re out here stocking merchandise on the clearance rack just like me.
You heard me? but this merchandise is of a different variety, check these scriptures and mixtures.
It’s going down!! sometimes? *ain’t nothing nice* about this work we put it in, even though this artist will paint pictures.
Clearance rack epiphanies are here, just in time for the end of the summer, or back to school…
Somebody might feel these; word from this funky drummer!! I wasn’t trying to act a fool!!
I dipped for a minute or two; acting brand new!! thought I had the Last Laugh, I moved on!
…Thought I was on to the next level!! I was through dealing with the next devil, I could get my groove on!
What could I prove on this earth? these earthlings weren’t really checking for me!! but the mothership lands me on this forsaken planet.
I was putting in work; blue collar was how I worked things!! but some of these peeps even took me for granted.
Flying high but crash landed like SpaceX Falcon 9; now hard times welcome me back.
Flagrant agents were flying!!! high off the latest designer drug? they said they missed me!! they act like they were glad to see me!! so what’s next? Atlanta canine influenza for O-Dog? smoke and mirrors plus the fog welcome me back.
Flagrant agents were lying like Republican Presidential candidates!! understand it? avian influenza prevents me from throwing eggs!! they cost too much, they’re too high!!
Flagrant agents were crying like Jared Fogle caught out there with child porn; now Subway will cut ties…
All rise was heard in Superior Court as your so called honor entered the courtroom; O-Dog’s dub will play in the background; something about being caught up in the system / matrix...
Eyes on the prize were soon blurred; abort my mission? naw!! I’m rocking a Fresh View / Fresh Vision! old dude down here in Atlanta told me to fake it until I make it!!
The wise and otherwise told me if I didn’t make it? I could go to San Francisco, where they wouldn’t deport me!
Not surprised hard times are back, I knew the devil was a lie!! I knew how complex the sport can be...