The ShepHERD of cattle
You’re a tall glass of water to drink
You think that your poop don’t stink
Dr. Grinols might be smitten
With the rhymes that you’re spittin’
But, in my rhythmic quicksand, you’ll sink
You’re a tall glass of water to drink
You think that your poop don’t stink
Dr. Grinols might be smitten
With the rhymes that you’re spittin’
But, in my rhythmic quicksand, you’ll sink