Lyrics:
Wicked mind
Go fall in line
Time to pay
No wine and dine
cnswer for your sins she's worth it
cnswer for your sins it's urgent
Poison poison
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
From the album fairytale
Cat's a-sleeping in the sun,
Eyes take heed the colours call.
Sunlight patterns touch the wall,
Red kerchiefs sail
like this...
The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you
understand whats happening here
He likes to whisper in mans ear
This cat's a fuckin' bitch
When he's performin'
Look how you went like Notorious BIG
How you
someone dragged him in from the alleyway
Who's that crazy cat?
He's laughing like he's still got nine more lives
Who's that crazy cat?
I say, he looks
get the rat poison
Look at what the motherfucking cat dragged in
Straight up out the sewer get the rat poison
A case of arrested development
Any room
and 'cat' written in
In crayon
Praline: Man didn't have the right form
Clerk: What man?
Praline: The man from the cat detector van
Clerk: The loony detector
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
Dre, I been what you told me (Dre)
I may act like I don't hear ya but that shit been workin' (it workin')
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in
track
You think my album's whack
But I got a bonus track
Feed him that comida
Pussy hotter than a heater
My cloaca is a keeper
So he save it in
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fucking life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that
From what the cat dragged in the mud bud well that's that
Glad I'm back
To stack raps to your expense
A penny from my thoughts couldn't make any sense
I
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
there's nothing left
It's like I'm drowning
In this muddy water
Dragged down by this ball and chain
These hounds claw at my feet
It's getting harder
right out the door
Sure
Hey, player
Sign your waiver
Might beat you in like you was a crater
Have you walkin' round back bent like IGOR off that album by
know this was supposed to be for my album tho?)
(Oh whateva)
(Its okay)
When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
Fallin' in with flying
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
what the cat dragged in
It feels colder than poltergeist
Like I 've been locked in the loony bin
Oooooo, I got a, a bad feelin'
That feels worse than
rest my bones
And I can be where you are gone
I'm rollin
Riding
Driving on down that road
Now just walk right in
To what the cat dragged in
Cause I wont
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
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