Feat. Phat Kat

[Intro: Phat Kat] Yeah Yeah, I like this shit [Verse 1: Phat Kat] You know, over the years I've seen MCs come and MCs go Niggas on tour gettin' paid doing wack-ass shows With gay-ass flows, y'all all some hoes to me Phat Kat, who you thought it was supposed to be? You got a hot single, now your ass 0-for-3 Phony niggas like you don't even come close to me I'm from Detroit City where my styles ain't free Wanna hear some real shit? You gotta pay me Gift was passed down through my family tree My mama, my big brother, my two sisters and me Ronnie Cash, the ill bastard, B Get caught crossing my path, end up a Kat-astrophe Niggas is mad cause they hoes is drafting me Fuck around with P, going down in three Seconds flat, put your bitch-ass right on your back That's what you ho niggas get for fuckin' with Kat When my crew roll through, y'all don't want no parts to that Puttin' flows to tracks in less than ten minutes flat Yea— Yea— Yeah, want no parts to that We putting flows to tracks in less than ten minutes flat [Chorus] Uh-oh, one time for your mind It's game time (Uh) You know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah) Here it is, y'all, yo-yo, yo Hot damn, I'm the man (Oh) It's the man, I reside in the D, you know? In the D, y'all, and this goes out to All my hustler mother— Yo-yo, what-what, what, what? (Ayo) [Verse 2: Phat Kat] I could give less than a **** or whoever you claim to be But Phat Kat on a mission to save the D You suckers kill me, watching too much TV That's why most you hoes looking funny to me When they say that shit, y'all go portray that shit You brainwashed, 'cause all day the radio play that shit You think I care about your Gold and Platinum plaques, nigga? I'll tell you to your face that your ass wack, nigga You know you bit your style from a **** **** **** And scooted, so please don't get it diluted Undisputed D-E-T-R-O-I-T Phat Kat, that real nigga roll with that crew S.V.  And I got the key to be a true emcee You lack the ability, discipline, swiftness, agility Rhymes like these'll leave you in mental facilities ('Cilities) On the for real-a, B (Ohh) [Outro: J Dilla] Ayo, yo, yo, turn it down a lil' bit Yo, let me know if this shit ever happen to you [Skit] Ten new messages, ma— First new message Hey, Jay, this is Kiki I was just thinkin' about you so I decided to call you Call me when you get this message, baby, bye Next message Hi, Jay, this is Kiki callin' I called earlier, but I don't think you got the message Because you ain't call me back yet Next message This is Kiki, Jay, call me when you get this messa— Next message I mean, why aren't you callin' me back? I know you not seein' my number on your caller ID and not just pick— Next message I mean, guess I'll just keep callin' you and you not callin' me back Next message Jay, that's my last time calling y— Next message Jay, this— Next message Jay, why aren't you callin' me back? I know you see me callin' you I done called you from my girl number and three other numbers And you are not pickin' up nor returnin' my phone calls I mean, what the fuck? What, you don't wanna talk to me anymore? That's all you have to—