"You Thought The Mouse Quit??" lyrics
This that punch-you-in-the-mouth shit (Ka)
Fucking-up-your-couch shit
Still here chasin' the cheese, you thought the mouse quit
Jerry's home, didn't need someone to house-sit
Check the phone, it's been plugged into the outlet
Bitch, I'm charged up, what you need from me?
I remember rollin' weed off a DVD case
And hittin' college parties just to see me freestyle
When I was buildin' fans, yellin', "Feed me beats, please"
How you wanna go about it? We can go there (Go there)
Never scared to take a road that led to nowhere (Nowhere)
Reality will always hit you like some cold air (Cold air)
That's why I'm livin' with a chip that's on my shoulder (Shoulder)
If Peter Piper picked a pepper, I could pick me a flow
There ain't an easy way to quickly explode
But I'm the one that's gonna empty out the clip and reload
And keep on shootin' at these bitches 'til they give me the code
This that punch-you-in-the-mouth shit (Ka)
Fucking-up-your-couch shit
Still here chasin' the cheese, you thought the mouse quit
Jerry's home, didn't need someone to house-sit
Check the phone, it's been plugged into the outlet
Bitch, I'm juiced up, I'm at a hundred percent
Still real, this is somethin' I dreamt
The grass was greener, so I'm jumpin' the fence
Stable income was a luxury I didn't have
Was stressin' 'bout another expense
Couldn't settle well, but pulled it out of mental hell
Go take a walk in my shoes, they feel like kettlebells
And I ain't entertain the offers that the Devil sells
I'm only human though, I've fallen for the Devil's spells
Everything that glitters ain't gold, it might be flashy
Watch 'em play cat-and-mouse games, Itchy & Scratchy
The only thing that's on my agenda is bein' happy
Push the shit as hard as I can without it crashin'
Might've had a slight dent, price went up
Motherfucker, like a flight sent across the globe
My spirit high and the cost is low
Don't be ashamed if you walkin' slow, you on the right path
Lose it for a second, get it right back (Get it right back)
I'm writin' life stories, I don't write raps (I don't write raps)
Don't let me catch you pourin' up a nightcap
Sleepin' on the kid, I'ma wake him (For real)
This that punch-you-in-the-mouth shit (Ka)
Fucking-up-your-couch shit
Still here chasin' the cheese, you thought the mouse quit
Jerry's home, didn't need someone to house-sit
Check the phone, it's been plugged into the outlet
Bitch, I'm charged up, what you need from me?
I remember rollin' weed off a DVD case
And hittin' college parties just to see me freestyle
When I was buildin' fans, yellin', "Feed me beats, please"
How you wanna go about it? We can go there (Go there)
Never scared to take a road that led to nowhere (Nowhere)
Reality will always hit you like some cold air (Cold air)
That's why I'm livin' with a chip that's on my shoulder (Shoulder)
If Peter Piper picked a pepper, I could pick me a flow
There ain't an easy way to quickly explode
But I'm the one that's gonna empty out the clip and reload
And keep on shootin' at these bitches 'til they give me the code
This that punch-you-in-the-mouth shit (Ka)
Fucking-up-your-couch shit
Still here chasin' the cheese, you thought the mouse quit
Jerry's home, didn't need someone to house-sit
Check the phone, it's been plugged into the outlet
Bitch, I'm juiced up, I'm at a hundred percent
Still real, this is somethin' I dreamt
The grass was greener, so I'm jumpin' the fence
Stable income was a luxury I didn't have
Was stressin' 'bout another expense
Couldn't settle well, but pulled it out of mental hell
Go take a walk in my shoes, they feel like kettlebells
And I ain't entertain the offers that the Devil sells
I'm only human though, I've fallen for the Devil's spells
Everything that glitters ain't gold, it might be flashy
Watch 'em play cat-and-mouse games, Itchy & Scratchy
The only thing that's on my agenda is bein' happy
Push the shit as hard as I can without it crashin'
Might've had a slight dent, price went up
Motherfucker, like a flight sent across the globe
My spirit high and the cost is low
Don't be ashamed if you walkin' slow, you on the right path
Lose it for a second, get it right back (Get it right back)
I'm writin' life stories, I don't write raps (I don't write raps)
Don't let me catch you pourin' up a nightcap
Sleepin' on the kid, I'ma wake him (For real)
This that punch-you-in-the-mouth shit (Ka)
Writer(s): Jerry Zajac, Florin Gheorghe
