backtrack and try to act black and live Not to be phony and positive but why be negative? What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue Fat track gotcha
the highway a fire starts Diesel engines and broken hearts The girls wanna dance, the boys wanna fight Gonna get rockin' in the world tonite Black cat
his habitat Your buried in the pages of my rhyme flow avalanche Put your smack down on your candy ass critics The extravagant battle cat totallin' your Cadillac Matter
in a playsport or a beamer I rip and rag, play freeze tag But since I got older, it's all such a drag But it don't matter now like Purina cat chow The
shore I bring the element h with the 2 So ya owe me what's coming when I'm raining on your new parade It's just mind over matter And what matters is
, ain't no video (this is really real!) Beyond them same ol' keep it real quotes from them TV stars, drivin big rim cars (streets keep floodin B) No matter
is the same just given a different name Money's all that matter to you, you sniffin' 'cane You need to uplift you brain, forget the fame You say you get power
you lookin fresh In your leather vest, wrapped around your puny bird chest Keep freezin, while I keep easin down the road Cause tash'll scoop your girl no matter
and bend over to catch No matter how you look at it I hate fucking rats Get my bottle of Ciroc and I twist the cat Sit back watch the nba play or some
it to the next century, build a solid foundation beneath me I don't think, I'd be stupid with it I'd just handle it generously Curiosity killed the cat
committed on the Black people And the ghetto is a trap with glass walls Should I sell drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball? We end up in the grave anyway The average cat
nictotine user. I think he doesn't really care about that. (Murray) No. (Dave) The butcher, the baker, the boozer. It doesn't matter if you're skinny
nine When you speaking of the hardest nigga Bring hood's name up D Block bitch, we about to have the game chained up My words too strong, bars too powerful
you go and fuck with pop for You read his diary, heard he's won every rivalry If you ask me I feel you owe him an apology An old school cat who got
his habitat Your buried in the pages of my rhyme flow avalanche Put your smak down on your candy ass critics The extravagant battle cat totallin your cadillac Matter
I ain't lying Ac Yeah I'm lying hard Run up on anybody that's supplying my block [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I know this Nigga named Shaheim An old school cat
don't hate money (Evidence) Yo, if you live day to day then you proabably live life More than a cat who got a Benz, bank roll and a wife 'Cause yo, I