Lyrics:
don't get it
Cool
Sit your ass down like a fat cat
We got many more of the fast raps
But I'mma disappear like a Snapchat
Head up in the clouds I don't
Put them 7's, it's 2 at his head Wanna play, now that fuck nigga dead
In my eyes, all I see is red Up too far, we gon' bust in his head
Fuck his
too weak like fortnights
Toward fights with battle tracks, Typical Cats
By the time you catch us we'll be whack so laugh
Ha Ha Ha ha ha ha ha
Be
me a fed, that's a war on my head
Paranoid when it bangs, hands over the cells
Yeah, I've got the cats all safe
Cah me, I don't deal with the random
nigga run up them racks
And no we don't fuck with no rats
So why would we fuck with them cats?
It ain't no cap in my rap, I really sit in the trap
I'm
low
Platinum hailos, hero heads high from hydro
Hit the dime on the combo, she try to diss my rhyme flow
She ain't know we only glamorous like Phat Farm
{{Joe Mafia}}
I spark an L to a sunset meditatin
Ill thoughts got my heart racin, chest with a mason
Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly
the black gat
Pssh.. Head split.. jigged up by the ice pick!
the black gat
Pssh.. Head split.. jigged up by the ice pick!
old fashion shoe
Found his daddy's hat
And he found little Muley and Muley said
They've been tractored out by the cats
They've been tractored out by
Mmm
You gotta hold your head up..
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh, oahh-eahh-oh-ahh
Oahh-eahh ahh-ahh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-oh-ahh-ahhhh
Oahh-eahh-oh-ahh,
as the Cook throws a frying pan at her)
Cheshire Cat: Do you play croquet with the Queen today?
Alice: I would like to, but I haven't been invited yet
by the several
I'm in your city for one night, bitch, clear schedule
And she said she on a period, I hope the head serious
Curiosity done killed
[Intro/Outro: repeat 2X ]
Foul cats scheamin up the setup
Tryin to leave me and my cream wet up
Two in the head leaded up
Call
fashion shoe,
Found his daddy's hat.
And he found little Muley and Muley said,
"They've been tractored out by the cats,
They've been tractored out by
friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does
It's old love, I could see the eyes up above
watchin, waitin for me to slip
lose grip, opposition got me on their list
I get freshed by Jase
he threw
We here to slump lames
I only rock with real guys and big willies
You niggas chump change so let the pump aim
Go ahead and block your chest
By trying
the index, spray like a bottle of Windex
Bullets buzzin by your head like insects
From your head to your mid-sec'
And I ain't even shoot you in the legs
I think about you
Cared about you
Know I really did
But more time
I just think
That shit is all up
In my head
I showed you love
And then you
I did it all by myself, I ain't need nobody help
In the mirror who I tell my secrets
Now I chase a bag, like a mouse and cat
I need all of that cuz
and I play with her twat
Hop in the cat and we
Keeping that glock by my side
Hop in the cat and we slide
Sipping on wock got me
He tryna be like me
Fuck
[Mos Def talking]
See, now why'all cats think I'm playing haha
(???) can't see yo, see yo, see you too
It's not easy, it's not easy to see all you
Oh happy day, that unmistakable brown plumage
As accented by a snow white head and tail
I've seen the holy spirit
When I was young their
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