Nine-Tailed Fox Lyrics

The blade is out, I'll shank you with my second tongue

Few did what I can do and the night is young

Screw your accolades, even though I do thank you

The strife is on, set up by those pythons, they're done for cause I won't get stung

I trick the traps like I make them – nice

Smell the craps as they shake them – dice

Till I collapse, I will leave them gasping

I'm Vercetty when I wake them – Vice City

They slept on mе cause they're sour

Failеd to feel my lyrical power

It's hysterical, a tad satirical

Grounded, I recall but I'm fly – Tails Prower

Don't try and bargain, you won't gain a bar

I dodged the pen: it wasn't by far

Don't be a burden, in my den, hear the burr

Fear to lose more than fur if we were to spar

I don't wanna hurt yous, but will if it's needed

I can't feed, that is why my greed has exceeded all your blurred views

Poverty nearly made me a prisoner but no beggar, clearly

They stick for help like for a Rizla, staring at me, but I'm no Weasley

I wander and do my biz freely, my song is strong as a grizzly's

I know it's wrong, I don't belong among the pond lilies

I just marked my territory

Avoiding the silly tories

Landing here like "Tora! Tora!"

Boi, I lived your scary stories

Since it's stained with many sins, my soul I have to rinse

Yet evince my savagery cause you are no Little Prince

Don't think you can freaking domesticate us

It's been hectic, the state owes us a higher status but I'm skeptical

So yeah, I nick stuff – not proud of it

Felt the handcuffs – that side of it

But I've been quick and I've been slick

And I've been rough then out of it

I'm too tough – too much thinking

Had enough – no more drinking

Stopped licking tings but not licking chicks

Cause I got hurt: no more linking

No more linking

I wear the mask but don't panic

I'll go slower

Alike the wolves, I'm dire

Under the wool is a liar

That's no grime nor choir

Nah! Cause my rhymes are FIRE!

I burned the bushes and busted some pots

Yet couldn't find one ruby

I learned ambush from those bastards I fought

One against nine: I'm Kyubi

The police infect us, all busting the potheads

Cross the line – Like harlots, try to feel our bellends

Acting like in Texas, those Char-lots are dickheads

Gruesome plot for our lot, nothing has changed since Charles Dickens

I'll go slower, I wear the mask but don't panic

I wanna be Noah but the task is titanic

I lost them in the flow and the rascals all static

Blatantly blamed it on me when the ark blew and I made some fanatics

I was proper naive like Tod – never trust the coppers

They slander and deceive, send frauds, snitches and eavesdroppers

I cannot ever more stand those bystanders

Bland to the bloody core even by your standards

I learned sadness from them cause slyness

Had me flying when no rules applied

While faith / blindness left me grounded

And in the best case just gliding

I'm bold and know my goal

I drool but I'm fed up

With the bald fowls

So fool, here's a heads-up

I will flatter your foul black soul till you shed a

Tear and score! I'll roll out with your whole cheddar

Got bare Glocks, we don't play

Around these blocks, just don't stay

I've seen blokes get flayed and slayed

Pay what you owe for fuck's sake

Now you know what the fox said