Cortex - ALLEY CATS lyrics

End of the day Just got paid Gonna get laid No way No rest for the wicked Assisted suicide f** that i'm seaside Stayin high Four-five Caliber In the alley i lurk Watchin the fat rats twerk Mic k**a puttin in work Check my steez R-I-P Stayin free Gotta stop talkin bout me sh**s hittin the fans Spittin sick sh** Cracked ray bans Throw em out to the stands Where they land flat Only me gotta remember that f** Beat up toyota truck Dented Bented Rented Or should i say borrowed Owner's sorrow When he sees it tomorrow Driven down mount kilamanjaro Left it at tha bottom Of the barrel Goin feral on the mic So this is what rapping's like Deep voice word choice Explicit For the kids Gettin rid of the evidence Check my blessedness Sike Tried to tap Told me she's a dyke Yeah and i'm from the third f**in reich b**h Still kickin Eyes closed throwin elbows Through the crowds Im rowdy Drunk Still lookin for some skunk Or a b**h to drink my spunk Unlock the gun drunk Whip out the maverick You know where this is goin Brains blowin i'm domin Heads Check my bread Bank account in the negatives You know you f**s wit this Finally got some green i'm blitzed Mind foggy still keepin my wits d**h grips in my headphones Im lettin go Of reality Marinate in my own mentality f** your nationality And your s**uality Get over it f** it Police come we all scatter So what's the matter? Gettin showed up by a cracker? That's f**in rich Stop cryin pick up the mic ya lil b**h Fore your fans start to switch Zippo raider the rhymin twitch Still layin in the ditch