Artist: The Rodentz Album: The Rodentz Forever Song: Trix Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: Cno Evil (Li Mouse) w/ "Fish" intro] Peace, peace, peace, 46? I don't know, Rae (Yo) Stop, what, Rae? (Yeah, yo, come on, man, you can't even front on me, man!) Whoo, what, what, what (Yeah, yeah, yeah, we in here) Hold up, alright roll, roll, you roll? My roll? (Come on, man) (This muthafucka always fronting on me, this bitch Chiqua) Why he talking bout drugs for in the background? (Yeah) Now change that shit, heheh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh [Cno Evil] We fuck tricks, shady chicks, and upset women Who only seem happy for that one living moment Get her on the phone, and she won't leave you alone Keep hearing her yapp away, til you let her meet "tone" And by that I mean the dial, got her in denial Won't let you rest for a minute or a while Won't let you have female friends, that shit is crazy Cuz she can't act like them, that chick is lazy Got her crying on the phone, speaker phone disaster Friends in the background, covering the laughter Only way you keep her shut, is when you smash her And to get it over quick, you just do it faster She coming over, man, she ain't coming over She full of empty promises and unacted vulgar Words, just nouns, verbs and slurs The way they chirp away, reason why we call 'em 'birds' Beak head (heh) with no eggs in your nest (heh) Feathered flesh (heh) wings rest by your chest (heh) Seedless (heh) got no kids in your pics (heh) Seems just like you be asking for this, Chick (heh) WIC checks in your future, girl Women, Infants & Children, but not me in your world I don't want to be like Chris Rock; "I Think I Love My Wife" But even like OJ who knows he loves the knife Trife life that we live everyday (day) day (day) Listen to the words in my rhymes that I say (say) Listens to the rhymes and the words that I slay (slay) Wishing I was hers for a third of the day, nay [Li-Mouse] Now check this one, you must of been stupid to miss this one Mouse won't holla unless he's with a bottle of this rum Chilling in the cut, not trynna make a scene You a clown, well you ain't a part of this team (nah) Chicks wondering, why Mouse won't come and approach them I ain't trynna be one of these dudes that try to post them Find us eating fish, halibet, salmon and whitening The way we step in the place, is just enlightening And you know my wallabies are swiss suede or leather Mainly that, only depends on the scene and the weather I see you, stop fronting on us, like we trynna be cool I know that drunk bitch was trynna play me for a fool Come swap stories, what could be your occupation I'mma dig deep down in your brain, like an operation Let's blow this joint, the DJ's playing wack joints Slide in The Rodentz, now you know it's on point, yeah