THE RODENTZ - The Last Nerve lyrics

rate me

That's the most foul, cruel and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on

Yo, get off me, man, get off me

Yo, yo, I don't even care man

These cats is getting me mad pissed, man

Talking this shit, man, what the fuck?

Yo, my last nerve, you're standing on my last nerve, man

We, don't, care, if you don't like the sound you hear

Cause we, won't, change for you

And start sounding wack, won't dare

We, don't give a, flying fuck, what you think

So if you don't like what you hear, oh well

(Oh well, homey, oh well...)

My first page, be filled with the verse rage

In the worst way, I can leave your brain thirsty

Drained out, the drought; will leave your mind leaking

My darts fly out to reach you like missiles that be seeking

C is a king, my hat is a crown, chair is a throne

My beats are a live band, my raps are poems

When my CD drops, you'll be shopping on time

Credit cards online, or cash, standing on line

Curves over the block, like a snake with a glock

Hickory dickory dock, Mouse ran up the clock

With hip-hop, three blind mice, thought they was nice

Til they froze up like water freezes to ice

Darts sharpshoot ya, break ankles like Kurt Angle

My heat leaves a scent in the air like candles

I treat music like a skin flesh, and bruise it

'Worlds is warrin', by the way I Tom Cruise it

I don't really give a shit, man

You can keep yappin' and yappin', but I ain't listening

This is how we started, and this is how we ending

All that hard work over years, we just beginning

Tamias exquisite, life you don't have, you don't live it

So don't talk about it in your records with your visions

Listen for a few minutes of your time

Your day would be worth more, anyhow, with my rhymes

Rest in peace to the Ol' Dirty Bastard

Taught me about the lyrical disasters

'Crash your crew', was trained just how to

Master fools with rhymes and voodoo

Who you to tell me what to do?

My face is on the album cover, I don't see you

I don't see your name, I don't see your support

I just see your mouth talking more than you be worth

I spawn lyrics that storm, through your speakers

Keeping listeners interested with little features

Weak flows on the radio have hit my last nerve

Somebody worth hearing had to grab the mic and observe

Yes, not afraid to mention the name, once more

Rodentz terrorize opponents, then ignore

Those who still continue to hate on our manners

You're mad late like students who ignore using planners

Caution to those, who initiate for me to spray

Sorta like Miyazaki, I blow 'spirits away'

A 'castle in the sky' has a miracle of offense

If you reach us, we crush you with immense

Amounts of attacks and many different forms and designs

Intimidated by our crushing, force you to resign

Anticipated to vibrate your car system

Trust me, you'll never have to say, 'man, I miss him'

Because the sound you hear, is for all eternity

Babies will be born with this through maternity

Leave us, only if you don't believe us

Heavily encrypted, impossible to read us

See me, lounging in the lobby

Cocky, shook up Bicronians, like the Zentrati

Mediocre flows are becoming real choppy

Like the hand with the face, it's real sloppy

You got me? Haha, it may not be

What you wanna hear from the Mouse

Ability to switch myself up, up, up and about

Who the fuck said you can chill in my house?

Goofy muthafucka better 'Donald Duck' my punches

You get ripped up like doing mad crunches

I'm the Autobot and you're the Decepticon

Leaving you no choice, when I come on (muthafucka)

Autobots, transform and roll out!