Thunda Cats by Hindley Lyrics
[Intro *See No Evil, Hear No Evil (1989)]
Fuck it I'm blind, you hear me?
'Cuz some asshole drunk drived me into a fire hydrant and I'm blind for life
He get's a six month suspended sentence, but I say fuck it I'm not gonna worry about him
Fuck him
[Verse 1]
Fat asses want an ass so fat
Count the sweat stains boy you can't handle all that
Count on wrist pain you can have hand on that
Clammy fist pays, big boys can't haggle back
Like a green mage teenage underground on backpacks
Building futures for yourself like its flat packed
No hit or quit but I pitch, did you catch that?
The Ninja Turtle line, now it's a call back
What you call that? A half ass attempt
That raps are drinking from the half glass again
I'm thirsty in fact pioneer me back to back
With Leland Kirby hope you heard me on my half days track
[Chorus]
Chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I'll boom bap, back hand smack
All dishonest faces on that laugh track
Take the sounds you brandish proud, buckle down
Big belt on this town, big let on this down
High lease on this ground
Pleases for ceases of arms fired for features
You need these changings in crowds
Champion is the swagger and I'm swaying around
Got me drunk on the cloth to the face as I'm drowned
Water board consider going over board
Sea shanty singing flappy lip flipping whores aboard
Not saying women it's unlimited you're all ignored
Kiss the sand ashore, El Dorado knocking at your door
Knock knock
Gold wrapped in glass wrapped in stones of war
Lock up they lords my rare spit takes no miss to settle scores
Fill a four like my life was made this and more
Bragging bout my brand again but with the fire sword
Bet your lips are sore, fuck you but peace to the bees
See your knees are bored stuck to the preachers floor
Like it took a sip of holy water for you to beg for more
I came to see us drink not spill the pour (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
(Aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, uh)
(Aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, uh)
Fuck it I'm blind, you hear me?
'Cuz some asshole drunk drived me into a fire hydrant and I'm blind for life
He get's a six month suspended sentence, but I say fuck it I'm not gonna worry about him
Fuck him
[Verse 1]
Fat asses want an ass so fat
Count the sweat stains boy you can't handle all that
Count on wrist pain you can have hand on that
Clammy fist pays, big boys can't haggle back
Like a green mage teenage underground on backpacks
Building futures for yourself like its flat packed
No hit or quit but I pitch, did you catch that?
The Ninja Turtle line, now it's a call back
What you call that? A half ass attempt
That raps are drinking from the half glass again
I'm thirsty in fact pioneer me back to back
With Leland Kirby hope you heard me on my half days track
[Chorus]
Chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I'll boom bap, back hand smack
All dishonest faces on that laugh track
Take the sounds you brandish proud, buckle down
Big belt on this town, big let on this down
High lease on this ground
Pleases for ceases of arms fired for features
You need these changings in crowds
Champion is the swagger and I'm swaying around
Got me drunk on the cloth to the face as I'm drowned
Water board consider going over board
Sea shanty singing flappy lip flipping whores aboard
Not saying women it's unlimited you're all ignored
Kiss the sand ashore, El Dorado knocking at your door
Knock knock
Gold wrapped in glass wrapped in stones of war
Lock up they lords my rare spit takes no miss to settle scores
Fill a four like my life was made this and more
Bragging bout my brand again but with the fire sword
Bet your lips are sore, fuck you but peace to the bees
See your knees are bored stuck to the preachers floor
Like it took a sip of holy water for you to beg for more
I came to see us drink not spill the pour (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
I'm chilling with the thunderous of cats
Like that 90's vibe you can fuck with that
(Aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, uh)
(Aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, uh, aye yuh, aye yuh, aye yuh, uh)