Typical Cats - Take A Number [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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[Verse 3: Qwel]

Hello kitties, Qwel's flows' witty shitty
Got the city open to boast comatose flows
Fucker, try rhyming right
You ain't half as tight as the last sacrifice-
Cats fight with Lazarus to bring this mic back to life
I'll just pound a Downtown Brown
My stereotypes surround sound
Do I have to try to drown you
Choke unquote overdoses
No one told this kid I know I'm dope
Motherfucker, I was there when I wrote this
With a cold fist grin, I win
Next fake fresh bait to make an example of
Mic checkmate
Fuck winning within the in crowd
Crowd im insane
Rapping from Hell's cellar
Deafer than Helen what's what's her name
Fuck the fame say no better
Hectic mic fetishes
I'm the motherfucking king like Oedipus
Sedatives for pathetic rhetoric
Leaves ya nauseous
Hecklers, bring your djs and die of natural causes