Call of the wild Call of the wild Call of the wild Come on, call of the wild It's the call of the wiiiiild C-c-call of the wild
get a little crazy I know we get a little loud I know we're never gonna fake it We are wild, we are free We are more than ya think So call us freaks
like a laser Hit your dad like a Quasar I stand still as Mount Rushmore There's no luck in war, gun buck to the floor I'm wild as an African insane asylum
summer breeze running through the leaves playing freeze tag can I stay out please dad can I hang out with my little gang out hearing shots rang out heard my moms call
freeze tag, can I stay out, please dad? Can I hang wit my little gang out? Hearin shots rang out, heard my moms call my name out Come upstairs, run
head, I call it global warming, if we gon do it dog, lets do it now, I am more animal then the zoo allows, put me in the wild, I?ll be there for a while
day without no drama Half the OG's age, but they call me Mama Had the ganja overstuffed in the hefty bag Orange peels to kill the smell slanging with my dad
on TV, and I ain't sing, huh? [Verse Two: Will Smith] I pray before I sit with a pen and a pad A birth of a thought occurs, and it calls me dad And to
another man's son (oh) When ? ? ? breaks in the pad (breaks in the pad) Shorty wanna scream 'I ain't his real dad' now (you ain't my dad) I may not be
hot head, I call it global warming, If we gon do it dog, lets do it now, I am more animal then the zoo allowed, Put me in the wild, I'll be there for
s my own But sometimes, sit an' wonder "How can I father another man's son?" When the argument breaks in the pad Shorty wanna scream I ain't his real dad
party Mental note: lock the garage, hide the keys to dad's Rolls 'Cause it's outta control, this bitch is taking off her clothes [Shock G] Is your dad
run, i suggest grab a wheel! (come on!) oh, jesus, is the ... ah, ah, ah! oh jesus, ... (in the house ya all come on!) ...for a real wild shit, ain'
the memory Of how things used to be I think somebody better call a doctor quick Oh never mind I'm just a little homesick Thinking of my mum and my dad
1] now its the one and only young kid in this biz and i ain't gotta lie man you know who i is. im so fresh some call me clean i don't know how to dance
Yeah, time to educate the youth (Speak on it God) 'Cause if we won't, then who will? (True) Terror Squad style, yo (Speak on it God) Yo, I was a wild
And showed me what was good and bad Now after her I was raised a bastard child Every now and then I got to see my fuckin' dad You see my dad was a wicked and wild
Being that I'm real I feel you need a man in your life child Somebody black, bald headed, plus buck wild They call me Trick Daddy dollars A real woman