Lyrics:
on the planet
Strike like a meteor, do remedial damage, damnit
Cats can't stand it, get they ass handed and branded
By the lyrical New York City bandit
True
on the planet
Strike like a meteor, do remedial damage, damnit
Cats can't stand it, get they ass handed and branded
By the lyrical New York City bandit
True
ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five
Wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all ya'll cats alive
Take your time don't rush the clock
Infamous rock
[Pras]
Uh, yeah, huh, yeah
Yo, yo, yo, I'll do a double dish cleaner
The funny ass cats remind me of a skinner
Now you listen up, now what, heat
Lyrics I've been writing down
Fearing who will I turn into now
Its a battleground
Weapons are my sound
Rats sniffing like a hound
Trying to keep us cats
Give me scratches on my head
Wake you up so that I can be fed
I'll bring you something that's half-dead
My fur is everywhere
Litterbox fills the air
Give me scratches on my head
Wake you up so that I can be fed
I'll bring you something that's half-dead
My fur is everywhere
Litterbox fills the air
part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines
So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
the Louis Bag on
I flex by myself
I flex by myself
I flex by myself
I flex by myself
I don't go outside with the Louis Bag
I don't go outside with the Louis
the speed you got.
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot.
Go Tulane, he’s laggin behind.
Go ‘head on, Tulane.
Go by your father’s house
infrared's on ya head
And they ride wit' you
How many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki', slice the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that
the way I've been carrying on
And all through the long hot summer
I'll be sitting home by the van
I ain't gonna do any more cheap lovin', no
I'll wait
with these cats will send a friend to the morgue (uh-huh)
Many questions, no answers, stress
Try to hold my head and remember that I'm blessed
With
eleven
The silence's a set back make em regret that
One way to get back is violence and wet cats
But hold your head black or I'll never rap again
Just
street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle
Catch it and why Hollywood
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
and yelling and various offenses, lower the queen and bend her over the tub, against the state, the country, the committee, hold her head under the water please
still holdin your steel
Niggas talkin bout who cats they gon' bill
Just to gain they cut, that's when your name came up"
"Oh did it? You know some more?
It can be over any day
But we gon' ball anyway, yeah
Made my first buck
I ain't let it go to my head (Nope)
I can tell by a nigga
Lingo if he gettin'
go 'head and throw a one up
You tryna come up, I am the come up
I be standin' right here when the sun up
You be gettin' done up if you niggas try
I'm summertime fine can you handle that
You hit it from the back and attack that
Lickin on my cat yeah my pussy fat
Momma raised no bitch thank her
see by the Sauce
If a nigga hate me then he got some flaws
Shake up the game I be Super like Mario
She came in bikinis I starred from the bottom
If I
a blackout sky
Well I lost that race by a country mile
Come on cat take a trip with me
Where the water is muddy but my boots a clean
We going on a trip where
astrology, tarot and black everything
When were you born
What was the date?
It don't matter won't last anyway
By this point now guess shit won't change
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