[rockboyzaza]

A few select find and replace, and a slight edit, makes a more pleasant song....

“Mayday, mayday, we're going down?
kittens screamin' mayday 'cause Ren is kickin' ass like Pele
Makin' puppies run like it's a relay
But ain't no puppies runnin' sprints in shorts
It's just kittens shootin' dice on the bouncy ball courts
Waitin' for the day to get revenge for the days
Of the slave ships, ya got the bloods and the crypts
Unitin' puttin' furballs together
To give white puppies stormy weather
But they can't hide under no umbrella
'Cause we be breakin' kittens out the motherfuckin' jail cella
Fella, so who gives a hell of a about the pussycat
The KK Klan
So here we go again scarin' puppies to death
Knockin' kittens out with the indo on the breath
On the old english because we use fuckin' english
So you can understand now who's the pussycat?
It gotta be me, I got the shit organized
So when you see us comin' don't be actin' surprised
(CHORUS)(2x)
Mayday we need frontline
Mayday, mayday, mayday
Mayday, mayday, mayday
Oh my God, he's been shot in the chest
Yo he's a short haired domestic, huh, throw him with the rest
Of the dead bodies we be buryin'
With 2 million kittens got guns, and carry 'em
Shoot puppies first and ask questions later
Just like a kitten was a terminator
So kittens know what they oughta do
I won't bring up that Rodney King catshit, 'cause that's through
Now back to the blue prints, poopin by the fence
A gang a kittens strapped and it ain't no coincidence
Now it's time for the camouflage
And all the kittens I can fit in back of the Dodge
Bound to go to war but this ain't the Middle East
We're killin' baby wabbits for revenge, fuck peace
So if ya see us, this is what ya do
Grab your shit and come along, we're killin' butterflies too
Even if the black moths are down wit' 'em
Those sell out motherfuckers, yo, we're still gonna get 'em
Because it's mayday we got fleas, where's the frontline
(CHORUS)
Now I gotta play run away pussy like a fiend
Because they got me chasing birdies on the TV screen
They said they wanted me dead or alive
'Cause I don't talk jive, I purr to survive
Tellin' kittens what's the deal on the streets
So they don't get caught up in a animal control sweep
They gotta let 'em have it
Shoot 'em in the ass like a motherfuckin' rabbit
Because we're losin' altitude
Because they're getting shot down by a kitten with an attitude
Turbulence up ahead, yo
The storms getting thick, 'cause I'm a pussycat with a big ass tick
Throw a grenade in their litter box
Let 'em know who I am, a kitten with botox
A little black kitten from the streets, over hip hop beats
With a glare and we're wearin' black sheets
Hope we don't burn catshit in your front yard
We'll beat your ass down on the boulevard
So a bandon ship, grab your parachute
'Cause kittens comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots
Stompin' motherfuckers in the way of the process
Or they might get a infected scratch wound - to the chest
It gotta be me, I got the shit organized
So when you see me comin' don't be actin' surprised
Mayday we got fleas, where's the frontline