Funkier Than A Mosquitos Tweeter

Youre nothing but a dirty dirty old man
You do your thinkin with a one track mind
Keep talking bout heavens glory
But on your face is a different story
Clean up your act, your storys gettin dusty
Wash out your mouth, your lies are getting rusty
Cant believe nothin you say
Cause Im around and I see what you do
You know youre funkier than a mosquitos tweeter
You got a mouth like a herd of bowl weevers
Same old thing same old game
You never change
Always rappin bout the same old thing
Blowing minds is a thing of the past
You blew your chance, thats why youll never last
You wanna be a graduated lover
But in reality youre just another brother
You think youre slick but you could stand a lot of greasin
The things you do aint never really pleasin