Tabby – Rufus (White Trash Album)

Believe that shit? But this here was baring the reminder that not all rivals are on the outside; most are from within Instead
Decree a halt to next emcees
Walking jock in palm for blessings
Beast stepping down
Paws treading as domestic breed
Lesson: keep testing self
To best your enemy
You see, after countless rappers went to Rufus for his blessing, only to later abuse them, he was surprised to find that this one simply desired guidance rather than fame and power. Now you would think he would say to himself, "nah, fuck this shit, I’m out," dip the other direction, but nah, not good old Tabby. So squirm
Let leopard curl unstirred
Or bed is hearse, you heard? Yeah, you. See, this dumb motherfucker decided to wake the motherfucker up
[Verse 1: Rufus]
Slumber disturbed. Most would think little Rufus here was adopted from Tabby’s local shelter; you’d be wrong. Not worth
A second, squirt. The squalor yield
Results for Ponzi Schemes
I’ll feed apocalypse
Sausage and omelettes
Before I call it quits
Slip monarch gauntlets on fists
Since God giving power trips outlets
Spark dipped from partnership
Betwixt parliament. Hors d’oeuvres
Expensive turds. Turn to scourge
And sever worms. Perturbed
Incessant slurs insert
In sections served. Honestly
Parted to ponder with
Mystical monoliths
[Verse 3: Rufus]
For centuries
Command V’s been telling me
The prowess in their pedigree
Scoff when promises
Pocket dialing greed presently
Yet, exception breathes
Monologue rich in remedy
One that causing demi
Switch in sending thee
To swim in Styx. From murk
Insects with words dispersed
Exodus verse inferred
Pestilence. [Intro: BIGQUINT]
I suppose you’d like to know how Tabby got his name, wouldn’t you? Litter
Cement with cursed dirt
Respect your work? Rufus bestowed upon him the name Tabby, and decided to accompany him on his journey by taking the form of a simple house cat. And upon entering, he soon found himself face to face with a giant mystical beast sleeping in his lair. And on this path, he became inexplicably drawn to a mysterious cavernous opening–or cave, for you simple motherfuckers. So burn
Incense & myrrh. Perk in fur
When pest pinch. [Hook]

[Verse 2: Tabby]
Did not intend offense
Just pent up, pardon me
Sickened by all of these
Misfits’ anthologies
On disc & spotify
Buzz caught
I’m swatting flies, just missed
They’re taunting me
Pissed off in poverty
Pissed on my dollar jeans
Piss drunk. Well it all started with a small orange cat named Rufus. Purr to blur
My reverence. See, motherfucker, this man went on a long, spiritual journey to find his purpose. A mystical beat taking the form of a fuckin’ house cat. Meow. I don’t really fuck with cats, but, Rufus, I like you.