Die Antwoord - Rats Rule lyrics

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Die Antwoord - Rats Rule lyrics

(feat. Jack Black) Rats, rats, everywhere you look Everywhere you turn there's rats Rats, rats, eating all your books, looking at your photographs Rats, rats, nesting in your closets, hiding underneath your socks Living in your living rooms, sleeping by your bedroom clocks There must be a couple million and more are coming every day! Soon there could be a couple billion how will you make us go away? Yo! Those dirty rats! They're ruining everything! There must be some way to get rid of them! Oh! k** them with poison! What? Shut up b**h! Hou jou bek! We're going to f** you up! Fok alle kak rappers! Yo we back with the R to the A to the T to the T to the R to the A to the P When the rats wanna rap they say; Yo! gimme that rat trap! Rat trap! Say it again? Yo! gimme that rat trap! I'm a bad rat, not a good rat! You catch me and you a hood rat! But actually, you never catch me, cause I'm a fast rat, I'm a fast rat My accent is f**ing epic! I'm happening, you a has been Don't want me around when I snap back, don't point at me I'm an attack rat I'm the dap strap, mother f**ing black rat, Yolandi's the back rat in the rat pack you spitting your fat rap, we're rolling with Jack Black, when the rap stap the people go clap clap, the club's always jam packed Little s** rats you wanna get back stage to hang with the Zef rats Little white rats, little black rats Oh f**! What a dope bu*t, let me smack that, she giggly, wriggly, why? Cause I'm sniffing her a** crack Yo what's half that? Yo! Give me the mic or I snatch that, stab you in the back if you act whack, I'm a mad rat with a black GAT where the cash at? Got a fat sack, weed in my back pack Mother f**er get [?] Slap my hand! Wanna get high man? I wanna get spastic! Aye, yo, that sh**'s f**in' rap sh**, rap sh** get that rat sh** Yo that sh**'s f**in' bat sh**! Crazy! Coocoo! Rats rap over trap tracks You got that track f**ing rat trap We got next sh**! She about to get hectic! When we k**ing the fat cats making whack rap Die! f**! Mother f**er! That stupid f**! No! Cut it out! Not my a** ninja, not in my a**, oh my Go-o-o-o-d! Rats are all that you can think of, the only thing that you discuss You can try and find a rat solution but you'll never get rid of us Rats, rats, you think that we're disgusting but actually we're really cool Us rats, started in the gutter, but in the end the rats shall rule In the end the rats shall rule! Yeah! Rats rule mother f**er