Lyrics
Yo, you see me in the park, tail high, lookin' fly,
Think I'm just a cute fuzzball? Ha, nice try.
We run these trees, yeah, we rule these streets,
Got an army in the shadows, droppin' acorns like beats.
Don't test me, hooman, we quick with the hops,
Dodgin' all your traps, never gettin' caught!
You scream when we scurry, but we ain't scared,
Your world's just a jungle-we been prepared!
R.W.A. - Rodents with Attitude!
We may be small, but we got that mood!
Mess with the fuzz, and you'll feel the shock,
You better step back-'cause we own this block!
You tryna chase me? Boy, that's a joke,
I'll scale that pole like a parkour GOAT.
I see you flexin' in your SUV,
But I just stole your lunch-thanks for the brie!
I'm in your attic, got fam in the vents,
While you pay rent, we just hop the fence!
Takin' over power lines, flippin' through the air,
One wrong move-you get the squirrel stare.
R.W.A. - Rodents with Attitude!
We steal your snacks, and we show no gratitude!
Mess with the fuzz, and you'll feel the shock,
You better step back-'cause we own this block!
They call us pests, call us thieves, call us pests again,
But we just survivors with tails in the wind.
Yeah, we take your birdseed, dig in your lawn,
But you built this city-we just play along.
Yeah, you thought that we cute? Well, maybe we are,
But we ride in style, no need for a car.
We jump from rooftop to rooftop with ease,
Call us the ninjas of the sycamore trees!
We snatch, we stash, we always bounce back,
Try to keep up, and your ankles get clapped!
This ain't your world, nah, this here is ours,
So show some respect to the kings of the boughs!
R.W.A. - Rodents with Attitude!
You take the ground, but we own the altitude!
Mess with the fuzz, and you'll feel the shock,
You better step back-'cause we own this block!
Yeah, that's right. You walkin' through our hood.