On All Fours - Buck 65

There’s equal spaces between the hurdles and steeple chases

So I don’t go around blowing smoke in people’s faces

Rather than acting like a pest to your spouse

I’ll conduct my behavior like I’m a guest in your house

No matter what 'cause I found out you’ll learn

It’s your ass in the future if you fart on someone’s furniture

Not everyone thinks having no class is funny

A fool is an outcast when he outlasts his money

I dress like an old man but so what and lord knows

I love little babies and I cry at award shows

It’s nice to hear sad songs played on the piano

I’m a fan of the fine arts and John Gailliano

I use mirrors to attempt to dispel on the powers

Of evil and believing, smelling the flowers even

Life as a vagrant or thug will get stagnant

So follow your nose and savior the fragrance

I don’t act hard and waste time with irrelevance

Or underestimate the audience’s intelligence

I do what I do with skill and sincerity

I am what I am, not a fraud or a parody

So I don’t act hard and waste time with irrelevance

Or underestimate the audience’s intelligence

I just do what I do with skill and sincerity