Rat Bastard

(You dirty, rotten, rat bastard<br>Come on up face to face<br>And I`ll meet you at the bar<br>Hey!<br>I`ll cut your belly up<br>You dirty, rotten, rat bastard)<br>(You dirty, rotten, rat bastard)<br>(You dirty, rotten, rat bastard)<br><br>(It rubs the lotion on its skin and does whatever it`s told)<br>(Rubs the lotion on the skin<br>[ ] gets the hoes again)<br>(What you fuckin want))<br>(Muthafucka duck)<br><br>[ VERSE 1 ]<br>[I hear] you puff and swig on a bottle<br>Rode on your hoe, now she`s a role model<br>I hit ya up, mix ya up in my decks of cards<br>[ ] the deck [ ] times is hard<br>Diggedy you remember the night that I met cha?<br>I dismembered your limbs and fed cha<br>Apple sauce, pork chops, and beans<br>No cigarettes, know what I mean?<br>Wind it up, wind it up on the binge<br>You`re readin my lips on a lunatic fringe<br>Hinges swing, so I swing my cleaver<br>Straight for the crotch, I leave ya to the beaver<br>Latoya, I`m leaving ya on the next plane<br>Sorry I left the ice pick in your brain<br>Work and no play [ ]<br>New jacks steal, and it`s a nine to the skull<br>Red-red-redbone, redbone, you run<br>Rich, bring em back ([ ]) get some<br>Of this, blow, make a wish<br>If you`re dead and you know it, the body bag drips<br><br>(Now you don`t know what pain is)<br><br>[ VERSE 2: Psycho Les ]<br>The wiggedy-wicked Psycho runnin through the woods<br>Stickin up picnics, and robbin all goods<br>Prrr - stick em, hah, nobody move<br>I got a ten inch blade, check it out, it cut smooth<br>Smooth - yo, I don`t get upset<br>I dig a hole in your stomach, pull it out, then I jet<br>Back and goin way back like a blessin<br>Psycho Les on the loose passin<br>Through your turf, knockin ducks off the earth<br>They got nerve, fuckin shit is what they`re worth<br>Yo, I`m fuckin [ ] from each burrough<br>Since I`m not Annie, don`t expect me to love you tomorrow<br>I shot my bow and arrow through hearts and butt<br>Caught your girl, I knocked her Doc Martins off<br>(Iaah) that`s all you heard<br>Donkey style`s the style she preferred<br>After I nut, she called her friends ([ ])<br>Came to my hut and tried to gas me for months<br>Three buffalo gals I kicked round the outside<br>My mama said [ ] three buffalo heads I flied<br><br>[ VERSE 3 ]<br>I bring the bats in my belt, [ ] you on your knees<br>Some want my g`s, please, baby, please<br>Prostitute yourself for the liznoot<br>Give up the bizznoot, then let em shoot<br>If i was a rich man, then I`d dick you<br>If i was a derelict, then I`d stick you<br>Mister Softie, you don`t even know me<br>Is that shit in your pants? (Oh man, oh man)<br>Fear in heart, shit on yourself<br>Your shit is wack, your shit stays on the shelf<br>I make ya an offer you can`t but refuse it<br>Shoes in cement, I do ya, you lose it<br>The Rat Bastard, that`s what they call me<br>The Rat Bastard don`t give a fuck, blow me<br>Up like a platinum act that know how to act<br>No gas face, just hear the heads crack<br>You say, "Don`t - don`t hurt me again"<br>You shoulda brought an automatic weapon, my man<br>Pop goes the weasel, I stuff you in a trunk of a Cutlass Supreme<br>To the river, and the end of the scheme