Yo, I'm just looking for some action, some passion
Some bad shit's gonna happen tonight
And I could wallow in the gutter 'til my mind gets right
Well, yo, my gut aches, so I gotta get what I can get until I get better
A fish skeleton or piece of cheddar
Anything at all to keep away my death letter
And I don't know if you can understand
But I gotta scurry in a hurry 'cause I ain't the only one with a plan
You see, we're in the hundreds of thousands
All mouthin' and prowlin' inside of ya houses
Inside of your walls, when we crawl, you can hear us scratch
Lookin' for crumbs, diggin' through your trash
Yeah, it ain't a glorious life
Infested with filth and fleas, but our numbers are rife
And when you see me, I'll be pissin' on your box spring
Shit, you can call me 'The Rat King'
Ayo, I warned you I wouldn't slumber
You're outnumbered, and none of us are gonna die of hunger
If I were you, I think I'd grab the .22 off the shelf
And make a quick draw, but you won't get us all
Going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
Going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I said I'm going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I said I'm going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I think I've had enough of the trash, I feel a crash in my senses
Spendin' long days praying that I still get my pension
Spendin' long nights drinkin' out the bottle in the junkyard
Poppin' caps in the rats until my mind is back
I gag at the scent of my own sweat, liquor and gunk
A mixture of skunk and everything they send to the dump
Well, someone's gotta do it, right?
But now I fear I hear an evil critter creepin' to me through the night
Fuck it, it's just the booze playing tricks with my head
And I know plenty of these villains wanna see me dead
They'd rather see me in a trash bag, tossing a heap
Cut into pieces and covered with roaches and leeches
Just a full course meal for the rats
A hundred glowing eyes are starin', planning for their attack
With razor sharp claws, chompin' with their needle-ish teeth
Crawlin' out the sewer, hard fur matted with grease
I'll be damned if I become deceased, I'm going out on my own terms
I'm outlastin', I'll be clickin' and blastin'
'Til every one of these scums are turned to bloody spam
Shit, I'm the motherfuckin' trash man
Going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
Going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I said I'm going too far down with pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I said I'm going too far down with the pack
I'm about to hit the floor when I crawl with the rats
I strain my ears, but I hear no sound
Maybe someone's digging underground
I love you, and I miss you, but you're here no more
I'm watching over you while I stand at the floor
Ayo, we've got you surrounded, one man against a hundred thousand
The scent of your flesh has reached our salivating mouths
Our goal is clear: go for the throat, eyes and ears
Attack from everywhere to instigate panic and fear
The horde advances, I'm holding my stance
But I can only catch a few quick glances
Of the massive black shadow moving closer around me
Trying to ground me, these fuckers finally found me
And now we feast, the beast admits defeat
Slowly, but surely, chewing through the flesh, exposing the visceral meat
My end is near, it's over, I'm completed
But I still got one round left, guess I'll have to eat it