Rat Race

Verse : Nacho Picasso We the underground meanin' we don't fuck around Mom half Irish but never brung the luck around Shit's been fucked up since House Of Pain's "Jump Around" My girl name karma she goes around comes around Lookin' for a nacho I'm probably where the fun's around Niggas run around like they got the only guns in town Catch me with a ?shop ? Pat her on her ass, threw her cash so the ho' don't pout I see them red-bottoms baby threw them bunyans out Fat ass let me see what that onion bout Fuck her face give her sausage and sauerkraut Left my kids on her blouse told her shout it out Now she know my dick game by word of mouth And ain't even eat the cat that's word to Alf I be gassin all these niggas I don't need to vouch And I'm good anywhere I just need a couch Hook Niggas' in black face Bitches on back page I'mma need a back brace To run in this rat race Yeah I spit that shit, but it leaves a bad taste Got me feelin' emo in my verses with a sad face My mom used to spite me cause I have my dad's face Oops I mean my dad's face Jungle fever bad case, uh ! Verse : Nacho Picasso Sock a famous nigga just to feel starstruck All my bitches addicted to weed and starbucks Short our bucks? You gonna get scarred up I'm barred up, eat these niggas before they start up Middle name Harlot, rip your little heart out We been gettin' bread, you should try to keep your carbs up I be grabbin on my nuts tryna keep my nards up And I got that iron, man tote that Tony Stark much? Simon Cowell, boy, you just another X-Factor Saw your girl in the club said let's Smack her Purse first ass last, said "Let's jack her" Came into this world lookin' like a wet raptor Wasn't kept after but I never ? Laughter My first words " Get this bitch 'fore I straight slap her " Raised by wolves on the beat this a straight slapper Cufflinks on my flanel lookin' straight dapper Hook