to eat in this old house i gotta go out and catch a mouse i can't be wrong so i gotta be right it's eat or be eaten something's hungry like a hunter
out, no doubt it's hot in here Because the club is full of women It's wall to wall and I got my crew with me We grab a table spot to chill in Hunt down
on fire Yeah, babe, I'm on fire Yeah, the general with his tank says it The man at the bank says it The soldier with his rockets And the mouse in my
Once again up in that south from my motherfucking mouth and creeping up on y'all niggas like a motherfucking mouse Stepping on these tracks like fags
all want you to play I watch the birds of prey that hunt the canyon below my house They're lookin' for a meal like a lizard or a mouse I wonder if they
Julie's on the run so far away from home a tiny little cottage in the woods Hunting wolves are chasing this delicious mouse where she went we never understood
ways South, South East, West, south west, east North, North east, North west And the black and white images fade to great sound waves Track my adversaries like a mouse
Hip Hop was born i was the first one that held her, Left rappers bewitched and cast spells like esmeralda. In your planets history man has hunted cats
We love it in the palace when we smokin' off the chalice, Quiet as a mouse on the couch we sit, Fillin' the pouch eatin' sour patch kids, Coffee Shop
new day too One without the war and hatred that is known by me and you A shriek disturbs the peacefulness, the cat's just killed a mouse The mother says
sure keeps it psycho, like the old Bates motel They came to ask him for, at least, some new tracks But only got confronted by the beast with two backs Knock, Mouse
Ill treatin' them, clean 'em in, plus I thought was gonna eat them Cat food, this ain't none to me, see a rat, you come run More like hunt to me, you
seen that vigilante man I've been hearin' his name all over this land Lonely nights down in the engine house Sleepin' just as still as a mouse Man comes
of a White Christmas, I sniff this 8-ball of coke Then knock on your door like Jehovah Witness, holdin a biscuit Leave you a bleeding sinner I'm hunting
Ssssh, Now be very, very quiet, I'm hunting rabbit right now, ha ha ha ha, Yeah. Clap your hands to the beat, Everybody just, Clap your hands to the
He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates motel They came to ask him for a least some new tracks But only got confronted by the beast with two backs Knock... Mouse
Bates Motel They came to ask him for at least some new tracks But only got confronted by the beast with two backs Knock - Mouse is a made man Villain