Rats Rule

[Hook: Jack Black] Rats, rats, everywhere you look, everywhere you turn, there's rats Rats, rats, eating all your books, looking at your photographs Rats, rats, nesting in your closets, hiding underneath your socks Living in your living rooms, sleeping by your bedroom clocks There must be a couple million and more are coming every day Soon, there could be a couple billion, how will you make us go away? [Interlude: Lil Tommy Terror, his mother, and Yolandi] Ew, those dirty rats, they're ruining everything! There must be some way to get rid of them! Ew, kill them with poison! Fuck, shut up, bitch! Hou jou bek, we're going to fuck you up! Fok alle kak rappers! [Verse: Ninja and Yolandi] Yo, yo, we back with the R to the A to the T To the T to the R to the A to the P When the rats wanna rap, they say "Yo, gimme that rat trap! Rat trap!" Say it again Yo, gimme that rat trap! I'm a bad rat, not a good rat You catch me hanging with hood rats But actually, you never catch me 'Cause I'm a fast rat, I'm a fast rat My accent is fucking epic I'm happenin', you a has-been Don't want me 'round when I snap back Don't point at me, I'm an attack rat I'm the dap strap, motherfuckin' matte rat Yolandi's the black rat in the rat pack You spitting, you fat rap We're rolling with Jack Black When the rap stap, the people go clap-clap The club always jam packed Little sex rats, you wanna get backstage To hang with the Zef rats? Little white rats, little black rats Oh, fuck, what a dope butt, let me smack that She giggly, wriggly, why? 'Cause I'm sniffing her ass crack Yo, I'd tap that Yo, give me the mic or I snatch that Stab you in the back if you act whack I'm a mad rat with a black gat Where the cash at? Got a fat sack, weed in my backpack Motherfucker, yo, that's sick, slap my hand! Wanna get high, man? I wanna get spastic Aye, yo, that shit's fuckin' rap shit, rap shit, get that bat, shit Yo, that shit's fuckin' batshit crazy (cuckoo) Rats rap over trap tracks You got that track, fucking rat trap We got next shit! She 'bout to get hectic When we killing the fat cats making whack rap [Interlude: Lil Tommy Terror and his mother] Die, fuck! Motherfucker! That stupid fuck! No! Cut it out! They're in my ass, there’s a rat in my ass! There’s a rat in my ass, oh, my God! [Hook: Jack Black] Rats are all that you can think of, the only thing that you discuss You can try and find a rat solution, but you'll never get rid of us Rats, rats, you think that we're disgusting, but actually we're really cool Us rats started in the gutter, but in the end, the rats shall rule [Outro: Jack Black and Yolandi] In the end, the rats shall rule Yeah, rats rule, motherfucker