Yo, I been hearin' all of these rumorz circulatin' that I don't roll hardcore. Peepz be sayin Goldencat isn't fo' real. Well right here, Ima answer all of yo questionz, in rap, gimmie a beat homie... check it:
I am the best wanksta alive, and I run this little page,
Now please excuse me, while I take this gangsta stage.
I'm 13 and I'm a gangsta, are you gonna have a heart attack?
No I am not Weedclock, but yes I do smoke crack.
You hataz wish that you could rub me out with pink erasers.
Stop runnin' yo mouths, you're just some ambulance chasers.
In case you haterz are wondering, Goldencat is not a joke.
I pimp slapped yo mama so hard I put her into a stroke.
When I start bustin' out rhymes yall can't deny,
I go hard, rollin' joints, lettin' out my gangsta warcry.
I run all of you on leashes, now get up and do a jig.
I'm infamous, I got my face all over your sig.
Hataz stop hatin' before I put you in a neck brace.
But you can't go one full page without seeing my face.
You aint got nothin' on me, It's the wanksta crusade,
Yall are kissing my ass more than you do to Tom or Wade.
You just jealous, I'm a big pimp in the long run.
I'll pull out my ballin' .9 millimeter handgun.
I shoot you in the face, and leave you dead on the floor.
It's not like you haven't ever been down in front of me before.
You haters think you can stop me? You fools are ignoramus.
I'll keep kicking yo ass, even though I'm allready famous.
That sumz it up fo' shizzle. Hit me back wit yo answerz to that hataz.