The cat; it has been let out of the bag and the dewclaws have not been removed

I saw the ladies all flashing the daggers in the alleyway. In a fit to control the heat and The mood

Did the cat chase the dog or the dog chase the cat

Cat eat the dog or the dog ate the cat

I'll be damned if I do, damned if I don't

Damned if I did, and I'm damned if I did not

With the foam in my mouth I'm a rabid man

Look into my eyes calico

All of the animals disguised in people clothes

In the instinct of an animal

Speak to me with your, talk to me with your pheromones

The sharper the teeth, the deeper the bite

The hair on the back of the neck is erect and in the fight I smell the blood before the Strike

Remember when I was bitten by the teeth of a sphinx

My body went limp and I couldn't even speak

Crepuscular predator, crepuscular predator circadian rhythm's

Crepuscular predator, crepuscular predator circadian rhythm's

A vermin to be eaten is a thief to be ridden

Look into my eyes calico

All of the animals disguised in people clothes

In the instinct of an animal

Speak to me with your, talk to me with your pheromones

Look into my eyes calico

Subtle hints of red and other violent tones

Be weary of the dilated eyes

A decapitated ego, and the death of my pride

Pay your respect to the dead

If the lion should die. To hunt but not feed for the sake of the bleed

It's the strength of a gesture, a thought without a voice(No words)

The strength of a gesture, a thought without a voice

Be weary of the eyes that glow at night. They pray upon the weak and attack at last Light. The blood is an offering before the last strike. Take away my life but never my Pride