[Verse]
In the shadows lurked a menace, furry and fat,
The kingpin of the gutter, the infamous rat.
In the trap house empire, he reigned supreme,
Scurrying through nightmares, living the fiend’s dream.
[Chorus]
The rat in the trap house, claws in the stash,
Stealing every bag, every crumb, every dash.
But the high got him low, and the needle bit deep,
Now the rat in the trap house lays in eternal sleep.
[Verse 2]
Pipes and syringes, his playground, his throne,
Gnawing through the powder till his mind was blown.
Paranoid whispers, the junkies would shout,
“Where’s my fix? The rat cleaned me out!”
[Bridge]
Tail dragging through residue, steps unsteady,
Eyes glazed over, mind dark, heart heavy.
Was it the fentanyl, or did someone plot?
A shadow in the corner, a gun, one shot.
[Chorus]
The rat in the trap house, claws in the stash,
Stealing every bag, every crumb, every dash.
But the high got him low, and the needle bit deep,
Now the rat in the trap house lays in eternal sleep.
[Verse 3]
The block’s cold silence, no scurries, no squeaks,
The trap house mourns, no schemes, no tweaks.
A legend in his filth, a martyr of sin,
The rat met his end where the chaos begins.