I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,
Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits
You can hear it in my lyrics
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,
Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail
My mom broke but she posted the bail
Got all these cats surroundin' me, trying to get a freebie
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Not only high, but i season you cats
Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats
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