MadChild - Top Cat lyrics

But meanwhile over in one of the uh, less attractive allies A top level meeting has been called by a cookie cat Called “Top Cat” Okay Pistol packing poison Bandolero, an abandoned hero Landed on this planet, I am stranded in the land of zeros Bow down b**h, modern day feral Kick Cupid in the balls and then I stole his f**ing arrows Tomorrow, tomorrow. Write my name like Zorro Tag my name on walls and I am broke enough to borrow Soon I’ll be an underground rapper with a Bentley And all my competition I will break it to them gently Tell Watson that it’s elementary ‘Cause I feel like I’ve been doing this for f**ing centuries Back into the States, I truly hope that I am granted entry Heaven’s gates, I really hope that I am granted entry Yo, they call me king of Canada, that’s my anointment And when I’m meeting people now they are divine appointments They shower me with gifts, candles and the finest ointments And incense, I’m intense. My girl’s a princess Never f** with family, dawg, that sh** is incest Stopping competition like a motherf**ing insect Look out for Madchild, he’s a monster, really wants to bite us Rap until I lose my f**ing voice and I got tonsillitis Middle aged little ankle biter taking tranquilizers Everything I say is tantalizing, I’m an improviser I’m on the rise now. You could read the articles I’ll blow a rappers brain to particles, I have a heart of gold Break it down like this (x2) Okay, look Ayo, I’m still trying to make it, other things I had to sacrifice They love my hunger rapping with the ma**ive appetite Running circles around your head Saran wrap, you can’t breathe Lock the door like Sunny in the bar, now you can’t leave Turn a rapper into mash potatoes. I’m a [?] I’ll turn a children’s mind to mush just like a batch of Play-Doh Banned from America. Something you can’t duplicate So I’m a lonely alien like from the movie Super 8 Yeah, my rhymes are hard like algebra Don’t scrap words, I recycle them and salvage them I said these rappers they are semi frauds I am an immortal, I’m a beast, I am a Demigod Banned from America, my angel is the centerfold Brain is full of poisonous fumes and dangerous chemicals Can’t even a**ociate with them ’cause they are morons Think that they are dope, I got more talent in my forearm I’m banging on these motherf**ers like I’m Travis Barker I’ll erase their f**ing names like i’m a magic marker I’m still alive, it’s a miracle like Magic Johnson Old as f**, but still a new flavor like Action Bronson I’ll keep rapping ’till I thrash my tonsils A f**ing dragon breathing fire, I’ve got ashy nostrils Motherf**er, I’m the last Apostle Rap dinosaur I’ll probably be the last Jura**ic fossil