day to day Phone off heat off loan shark spaghetti no meat balls At least yall can eat y'all can feel my pain When a cloudy day feel my rain No food no
day Phone off heat off loan shark spaghetti no meat balls At least yall can eat y'all can feel my pain When a cloudy day feel my rain No food no drink
you You see the pain in my eye? Nigga, the flame in my eye? I'm tryin' to leave my kids some real fuckin' change when I die From rappin' or tellin' some cat
I might spank ya bitch, this that gangsta shit Niggaz seen walkin' back to get tossed The gat fool, ya'll pussies eat cat food I will clap you bad boo
cat peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka The whole block, dawg They call me the king, the big king, king killer big wheeler cat
fuckin' cat Stabbed 'em, stabbed 'em all like that I stab people I know, I stabbed Alex my manager He was like "What tha fuck", I stabbed 'em in the gut I order food
Crazy, papa crazy Now papa don't give a damn, or say, "Thank you, m'aam" Eatin' filet mignon, lobster tails and crab He eats the finest food, he ain'
buy a little groceries, and don't spend no more" But she gave ten dollars for a ten cent hat And bought some store bought cat food for that mean eyed cat
to get something from consessions so I did. So I'm waitin in line and I see the baddest bitch homie! I mean I was like fuck the food, what's you name
' around, jealous lookin' broke Need to be in double dutch, jumpin' rope Y'all Northtown folks comin' down to Manhattan World Serious soul food made
's mitter Pamper for your babysitter Foul smells, your house smell like cat litter Don't get bitter, I move and get rid of Can't flow average, maverage Rabid food
to his post You can't walk outside, with your girl in the rain You can't walk outside, with your girl in the rain A lot of you live through food and
from a moose Heavy convulsion construction in your stomach tucked in Leave you with Maalox and Castor oil of toxic waste Your area's vacant with where house aroma Cat
cat my heart dont go pitty pat for no rat give me the sack and all dat ey take your ass to the store wit dat sell dat mac to some other cat better bring
my salary, alter my personality Give it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacy You know my attitude, arrogant, cocky rude Eatin' off papi food
was certainly grimy 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes Or jewerly with the X O's My house had asbestos, though I'm fixing up a 60 pack Where the kitty cat
Ay yo, you got ta undastand, I'm like a food to tha world 'Cause I'm friends wit ya man plus your cool wit my girl Now I don't really understand how dat cat
show three gigs for eight five now I need my dough look I'm straight off the block where the fiends be geekin I know a cat who snort three O's every