Don’t Nobody Care About Us Phat Kat

Yo, for all the niggas in the D

[Hook]
Don't nobody care about us, all they do is doubt us
Til we blow the spot then they all wanna crowd us

I bet you wouldn't see a million MC's if it was all about skills
Puffing on blunts sucker sporting Tommy Hill
Figured that that stuff would be so fat
Like the rhymes I bust, and you didn't hear me cuss
Not yet, but it's about to get live in this bitch
You ho niggas done blew my high, now I'm in your shit
Making hits while you other suckers be riding the dick
Bringing drama to your clique, like Susan Lucci
Your style played out like MC Brains and Oochie Coochie
That shit died out, you couldn't keep up with the times
You got to move over, these real niggas 'bout to shine
Like my diamonds on your punk ass in the sun
I bust flows to keep you hoes on the run
Detroit, Phat Kat, straight from the Midwest, never fess
Shit stay fresh like money blessed
No second guessing, the wrong nigga to be testing
Fuck around Swanson'll be your place to rest in

[Hook x3]