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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 shit 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 shit 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 Pussyfoot 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 shit all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo Awh, ain't that cute--yer infiltratin' Can't tell if you stalk or hatin' Bring it-- brought two paws--no waitin' Got no roots; yer claws deflatin' Cats might hiss; snakes do too Snakebite ain't right; sounds like you Stylish hun, you wear that shoe True GATA see; non-gata do If you're GATA, it's as in "I gotta rip this bitch's clothes I gotta have that bitch's life I gotta get that bitch's nose" Nonstoppa since 94--all this to keep yer man? (Ahem) Scuse me--my FORMER man (Thank God) Checkmate--you won that hand Why keep going? Sounds to me like you got stuck in follow Feeling hollow... now you wanna spit? That's "spit" not "spits or swallows" Just cuz you fuck an emcee Don't make you one by proxy Rhymin' skill ain't based in boobies "Femcee" ain't spelled "s-l-u-t" 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 shit all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo 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 shit all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo Like I said, the jig is up Copycat shit outta luck Doppelganger you done mangled things and I don't give a fuck Cuz yo--you won't rock harder like me No verbal gymkata like me ORIGINAL GATA like me Good try, but you just won't be Swiping names, joining sites All you know how to do is bite Wearing ears, changing hair But you still won't get nowhere Where I go, there you go Follow the leader... really doe? Throwback--never gonna get it Biggest Stan but you won't admit it Bottom line, "queen of scream" Everyday is Hallowe'en Day by day people see You get off cosplaying "G" Got the masses Flavor-Aided Slow but sure I'm vindicated Oh, snap! This might shock you Yer a GataNegrraotaku 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 shit all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo 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 shit all you wanna But it don't make me blue Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL La GATA Verdadera, boo
Writer(s): Joseph Ellis Williams, Gata Pantera Negrra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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