Lyrics Fraud Felines a.k.a. Too Many Cats Be Fakin - Mr. SOS feat. Cashmere the Professional
Too
Many
Cats
Be
Fakin,
here's
their
assassination
{whispered}
{X2}
Yo,
too
many
cats
be
fakin,
here's
their
assassination
I
had
to
do
it
or
there
would
be
a
mass
invasion
Let's
take
it
back
to
basics
You
never
had
a
bracelet
when
you
came
into
the
game
Now
you
acting
flagrant
But
when
you're
dead
it's
worth
nathan.
And
if
I
snatch
your
datans
You'll
feel
as
dumb
as
a
bush
when
you
see
the
work
that
was
wasted
You're
like
a
rat
that's
racing
only
to
still
stay
trapped
and
caged
in
But
you're
just
another
house
cat
that's
fakin
And
too
many
cats
be
fakin
Sick
in
the
head,
I've
got
the
vaccination
A
touchdown
- I
call
it
pass
the
bacon
You
are
what
you
eat
so
men
are
pigs
with
a
knack
for
hating
I'm
not
a
pussy,
I
don't
eat
it
- I
just
stab
and
taste
it
I
swallow
pride,
not
just
mine
- Jack,
you're
wasted
All
you
have
I'm
taking
like
you
got
busted
for
tax
evasion
Famous
rappers
are
shaking
waiting
on
the
day
I
make
it
Cause
all
the
tracks
they
making
are
based
on
false
accusations
And
too
many
cats
be
fakin
Like
a
journalist
writing
fabrications
Bringing
turbulence
to
the
craft
I'm
raising
Purchasing
burners
to
insert
em
in
raps
that
say
that
they
are
murderers
That's
as
absurd
as
saying
Shaq
is
Asian
or
Jack
Black
is
Jamaican
I
wouldn't
back
that
statement
up
if
you
contaminated
my
food
with
crack
and
I
ate
it
And
every
passing
day
I
smell
the
trash
inflating
I
wanna
try
to
sit
back
and
take
it,
but
I
lack
the
patience
cause
Too
many
cats
be
fakin
Like
fraudulent
felines
who
be
high
off
of
a
potent
catnip
agent
But
my
back
is
achin
cause
it
seems
the
planet's
ape'ing
Grab
an
apron
cause
half
is
fried
and
the
other
half
is
baking
like
the
comic
actor,
David
We're
attacking
strangers
If
you're
ready
for
war
expect
public
decapitations
That's
kinda
nasty
ain't
it?
Too
bad
I
had
to
say
it
Bad
blood
is
bubbling
because
of
aggravation
Now
every
cat
be
fakin
the
same
way
commercials
get
mad
rotation
See?
Or
you
need
eye
examinations
Huge
tools
to
distract
your
neighbors
and
sidetrack
our
generation
THAT's
why
mami's
ass
is
shakin
It's
kinda
fascinatin
isn't
it?
Ethernet
suckin
so
all's
into
it
as
the
Matrix
I
blast
a
tape
of
Cee
Lo
Green
to
catch
an
inspiration
Cause
we
need
more
soul
machines
working
at
the
station
To
stop
these
cats
from
fakin
and
help
em
get
their
souls
back
from
satan
So
they
could
see
the
right
path
and
take
it
And
if
you
see
it
you
have
to
chase
it
or
ignore
it
and
your
casket's
waitin
Don't
do
it
to
yourself
like
masturbation
Confess
like
taxi
cabs
in
Vegas
Cause
if
you're
fakin,
rather
than
attack
your
nation
I'mma
bash
your
face
in
and
give
it
multiple
laceration
Too
many
cats
be
fakin
Here's
their
assassination
Too
many
cats
be
fakin,
here's
their
assassination
I
had
to
do
it
or
there
would
be
a
mass
invasion
Album
The Pre-Op [EP]
1 Welcome to Planet Earth
2 As the Globe Turns
3 Time
4 The Desert
5 Nonsense (intro)
6 The Nonsense
7 Don't Know My Neighbors
8 Fraud Felines a.k.a. Too Many Cats Be Fakin
9 Chillin With Ice T
10 Let's Go Get Stoned
11 Outro
12 Outlook on Life
13 Welcome to Planet Earth (instrumental)
14 As the Globe Turns (instrumental)
15 The Desert (instrumental)
16 Fraud Felines a.k.a. Too Many Cats Be Fakin (instrumental)
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