Runnin' naked, down the state highway Runnin' naked, in the middle of the day Runnin' naked like a tom cat's behind Runnin' naked but the cat don't seem
the patch [DOVE:] Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip' Take the horse into the jolly ranch Keep the hush The good, the bad, and Uncle Tom,
soon as they spot Rakaa Iriscience, a champion hotboxer Crescent Heights 'D', number one shot blocker They get scared when I blow my mic Now prepare for a cat
and she .. mmmmm! [Shock-G] Three grinding mice Trying to make a life called three strikes The rat got three to five, two got life Those Three Blind Mice [Humpty-Hump] Now, Tom
my bangs Wordplay sharp like Lil Jon's fangs Wherever we go, remain on point And I master rap music every day like Tom Coin 2-4-7 flow sick like cancer
cat, wah?!? Track and stack whores done dat, wah?!? Come a rude boy come prove dat, wah?!? Boy in da corner, I'm dat, wah?!? Loose school lyrical bow-cat
now that you got my interest up you're best I edit the wish bones before I credit cause I must show my versatility facility peep me like tom must you,
s so hard to overcome Trying hard to fight the feeling Lechery can be such fun `Cause everywhere there's lots of foxes And every cat I meet's a tom I
think that we could make it. And, I hope that I don't fall in love with you. Well, the night does funny things inside a man. This old tom-cat feelings
door, put out the cat And I'll go steppin' too Yes I'll go steppin' too, my honey I'll go steppin' too I'll lock the door, put out the cat And I'll go
Snatcha] I see myself as the black Rap Messiah Colossal spreadin my gospel through electrical wires Spit fire through speech, so I can reach each and every Tom
teeth you have" "Mothafu- you better look at all the beef you have" (Chorus) (Ghostface Killah) After that though, Jerry, Tom's the cat, Ruther Rats Riff rat, courageous cat
a woman wears her dress so tight What makes a man go crazy when a woman wears that ol' dress so tight Must be the same ol' thing that make a tom cat
play with my food, pick my nose, and eat it damn it, Plus I pick my scabs, I be the first to pop a blister, Cause I'm more immature than that cat from
all, Shangri La dies Jeckel drop all, Shangri La dies One for your greed, Two for your lies [x2] (Shaggs2Dope, serial killer Axe murder boy, wig cat
Wailin' on the corner like an ol' Tom Cat Shoutin' and a shakin' almost off my bat. Who walks by? Me oh my Jumpin' Jeshosaphat Big Blon' baby
Cool in the corner, tom cat sitting on the edge of the yard; sand-flies flitting. Orange order on a field of green. Smothers me to smithereens. Rum