Like Captain Kirk On His Way To Meet Spock

I got this rap rock while the hoochie on my sock Drop I got eyes to see & ears to here I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain Goochie hand bag for my favorite lady Got to keep it clean like Scoobie Doo I bit off more then more then I could chew Hook : that's how I roll bust up the tempo that's how I roll bust up the tempo eating his favorite fish is his dish smoking fat blunts with the stereo popping Star Trek came to us in a fantasy land a new episode every week what's good my friend don't need to pretend think of the blues don't watch the news stretch forth your arm and point it to the door Uncle Vince out back in the bar kicking it with a two bit whore Crack is more then on your Ass no one in this life gets by on a free pass a cosmic collision of television gave me a sought off vision Captain Kirk on the way to meet Spock I got this rap rock searching for the latest trend while sticking it to the man with the plan yesterday we used to pray yet today you say it ought not be that way We got space invaders around us every day they don't make space shows like that anymore instead we got Trick Daddy who could be such a bore years that I hurt for something real I know nothing is worth me coming back again rap is an explosion left deep inside we run away and hide its not a glide like Snoop Lion we need to be flying onto so much more