Rats Rule

[Die Antwoord Ft. Jack Black - Rats Rule lyrics]
[Hook: Jack Black]
Rats, rats, everywhere you look
Everywhere you turn there's rats
Rats, rats, eating all your books, looking at your photographs
Rats, rats, nesting in your closets, hiding underneath your socks
Living in your living rooms, sleeping by your bedroom clocks
There must be a couple million and more are coming every day! Soon there could be a couple billion how will you make us go away?

[Ninja]
Yo! Those dirty rats! They're ruining everything! There must be some way to get rid of them! Oh! Kill them with poison!
[Verse 1: Yolandi and Ninja]
What? Shut up bitch! Hou jou bek! We're going to fuck you up! Fok alle kak rappers!
Yo, we back with the R to the A to the T to the T
To the R to the A to the P
When the rats wanna rap, they say
"Yo, gimme that rat trap! Rat trap!" Say it again?
"Yo! gimme that rat trap!" I'm a bad rat, not a good rat
You catch me hanging with hood rats
But actually, you never catch me, 'cause I'm a fast rat, I'm a fast rat
My accent is fucking epic
I'm happening, you a has-been
Don't want me around when I snap back
Don't point at me, I'm an attack rat

[Verse 2: Yolandi and Ninja]
I'm the dap strap, motherfucking matte rat
Yolandi's the black rat in the rat pack
You spitting, you fat rap, we're rolling with Jack Black
When the rap stap, the people go clap-clap, the club always jam packed
Little sex rats, you wanna get backstage to hang with the Zef rats?
Little white rats, little black rats
Oh fuck, what a dope butt, let me smack that
She giggly, wriggly, why? Cause I'm sniffing her ass crack
Yo, I'd tap that

[Verse 3: Yolandi and Ninja]
Yo, give me the mic or I snatch that
Stab you in the back if you act whack
I'm a mad rat with a black gat, where the cash at?
Got a fat sack, weed in my backpack
Mother fucker, yo that's sick!
Slap my hand!
Wanna get high, man? I wanna get spastic
Aye, yo, that shit's fuckin' rap shit, rap shit, get that rat shit
Yo, that shit's fuckin' bat shit, crazy, coocoo
Rats rap over trap tracks
You got that track, fucking rat trap
We got next shit, she about to get hectic
When we killing the fat cats making wack rap

[Interlude: Yolandi]
Die! Fuck! Motherfucker! That stupid fuck!
No! Cut it out! There’s a rat in my ass! There’s a rat in my ass
Oh, my God!

[Hook: Jack Black]
Rats are all that you can think of, the only thing that you discuss
You can try and find a rat solution, but you'll never get rid of us
Rats, rats, you think that we're disgusting ,but actually we're really cool
Us rats, started in the gutter, but in the end the rats shall rule

[Outro: Jack Black and Yolandi]
In the end the rats shall rule
Yeah, rats rule, motherfucker.
Die Antwoord Rats Rule lyrics Ft. Jack Black