R. Miles - Transmission From Tha Cat Lair lyrics

[Narrator] Meanwhile, at Tha Cat Lair: [GATA] You can write it all you wanna It still don't make it true And you can ink it on yer body It still don't make it you And you can talk sh** all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo Baby-boo the jig is up Copycat I had enough Doppelganger yer a hanger-on You don't believe it, tough Whole style predating Zero betcha Before I met and letcha Into my life to swipe my sh** But now who's playin' catch-up Keep switching morphing--LAME You'll always stay the same You's for the litterbox I'm the cream off the top; I reign No point in all yer fronting Ain't trying to start nothing But if your brother called you out then that should tell you something So mark in all the corners Spray all the sites you wanna Facade dissolved and I'm absolved with just a karmic sponge-up You track and smear my pawprints And since your dagger I sensed Google, hack my page go all out p**y foot when you get called out You can write it all you wanna It still don't make it true And you can ink it on yer body It still don't make it you And you can talk sh** all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo (phone rings) [GATA] Catcall... 'ey--what's up? [PoppaRazi] 'Ey yo, GATA, what's happening, yo-- it's going down in the city, man, you feel like coming out? [GATA] Not... really... got it outta my system now... [PoppaRazi] Nah, man-- (scoffs) you talking bout that old sh**, nah, nah-- [GATA] Depends! [PoppaRazi] Yo, listen, listen--it's-- [GATA] (laughs) [PoppaRazi] What you laughing at?! It's--yo, it's some sh** going down in the hood--let's go! [GATA] Ai--Aight, I'm on my way! Nyan!