Lyrics Die Antwoord

Die Antwoord

Rats Rule

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?

Yo! Those dirty rats! They're ruining everything! There must be some way to get rid of them! Oh! Kill them with poison!

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 and you a hood rat! 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

I'm the dap strap, mother fucking black rat, Yolandi's the back rat in the rat pack you spitting your fat rap, we're rolling with Jack Black, when the rap stap the people go clap clap, the club's always jam packed

Little sex rats you wanna get back stage 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 what's half that?

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 back pack

Mother fucker get

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 whack rap

Die! Fuck! Mother fucker! That stupid fuck!

No! Cut it out! Not my ass ninja, not in my ass, oh my

Go-o-o-o-d!

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

In the end the rats shall rule!

Yeah!

Rats rule mother fucker