Album: The Tempest
Gang bang Pissed off Swang thangs Shit talk Southwest Street hood Spit on Ripped
Off No hoes Pro wings No real Gold rings Lips swoll Chin rocked Eyes in them "O"
Rings Street clown No joke Voodoo No hox Never die can't croke Strokes for them old
Folks Smoke dope Pop pills Lift axe Chops kill Drink blood Drip spills Grab the mic
And drop skills chased off Broke down People up Folk down Full moon Choke sound On the
Murder-go-round No love No slack Pie face Slap back Heffer,let me tap that Like you a
Chip munk and
[Chorus]
I'm an alley rat, an alley rat
I only want to be where the scrubs be at
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it
Last place don't care Scrub life I'm there Red mist I wear Wet blood Big smear Just
Know Dark nights Warm glow Street lights Breakin in Tied tight I'm taking all i like
No look Fuck style Never calm Buck wild Jumpin off Rooftops Face painted Fake smile
(Who? What? What chuck? Nevermind What the Fuck?)
Now im ridin up stuck underneath an ups truck
(What you see? I looked around Tell me Thought i seen a clown)
No peep Not a sound No one lookin Never found Fuck jobs Fuck rules Fuck church Fuck
School Fuck court Fuck jail Hospitals and funerals (fuck em)
I aint goin im hoein you hoes out When i die, bury me with my dick in your mouth
[Chorus (2x)]
I'm an alley rat, an alley rat
I only want to be where the scrubs be at
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it, i wanna get it, the lot i gotta get it
I gotta get it