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top shelf - in2ition lyrics

[intro] [x2]
shut your mother-f-cking mouth up [x3]
shut the f-ck up, girl; shut the f-ck up, girl

[verse 1]
yeah, i hear you’ve been spitting sh-t about me
my girl’s been relaying it back to me and i gotta tell you, man i’m not happy
you better watch your back, seriously
because i’m getting my glock and i’m gonna find you easily
blow your brains all over the block
and stray dogs lick them up hungrily
enjoy your last days on earth before your only friend is dirt
in a two-by-two metre wooden box in a suit and shirt
that your mom picked out while she was sobbing a lot
and she’ll know she’s all alone, on her own now
all in that big, lonely house
maybe i’ll pop round; pay her my respects
offer to stick around a bit
after a couple weeks, force myself s-xually on her
cause she’ll be mourning for ya: her emotions will be so raw-a
she’ll need me to take her; c-m in her, on her
then i’ll leave her wet and to cry, so don’t disrespect my honour
cause i’ll get you back ten times worser

[hook]
so why don’t you just shut the f-ck up, girl
cause i ain’t interested in none of your sh-t no more
so shut the f-ck up, man
cause i ain’t interested in none of your sh-t no more
so shut the f-ck up, everyone
cause i ain’t interested in none of your sh-t no more
so shut the f-ck up, yeah
shut the f-ck up

[verse 2]
all these b-st-rds on my back, preying like vultures
too attached: can’t be dealing with that
need to give them a slap to put them back in their place
remind them that it’s not okay: that i’m the boss these days
sometimes have to cut their face
watch them bleed; hear them plead
see them contemplate; make them regret their play
they need to know that that’s the way: the way that it has to be
it’s a way for me to stay on top and never drop
normally, my guys’ respected a lot
and act appropriately afterwards; only require the reminder
but b-tches i’ve acquired leave much more to be desired
no matter how much pain i cause ’em
they still somehow think that they’re admired
and it makes me so tired. i hate that it’s a must
for me to take these drastic, dramatic, traumatic steps further
i have to k!ll them in private with a revolver
always use the one that i sold to her
why can’t the hoes just stick to using the oven burner?
thought they were born to cook and nurture
but all they do is torture with they berzerkness
and all this does a d-mn good job but p-ss me off
to the point where i’m blowing my top; hitting them to make them stop
thinking of ways to make the s-x real rough
so in court, it looks like involuntary manslaughter
when they die from being hogtied and strangled
as my mangled c-ck c-ms in their eye
but i really wanna know do they really think though
that i’m gonna stay with them forever
or whether i ever cared about them or never did, do or will
but they still are convinced
think that i’m gonna have them living in my houses
have them as the mothers of my daughters. all guys would support us
when i say eat junk, snort crunk and f-ck b-tches today
cause everything works itself out some way

[hook]

[verse 3]
so remember, whoever you are: keep your mouth shut when you’re around me
cause i ain’t interested in your opinion, homie
you’re all just phonies spitting cr-p that you call rap
i could dream that while i’m under the influence
you’re such a boring piece of sp-nk. you think that you’re a punk?
with your reaction to violence, you may as well be a monk
i get in fights with everybody; even my clients: i’m very defiant
when i’m angry, i’m like a cross between muhammad ali and a rottweiler, you see
so i hope for your sake, you don’t f-ck with me
cause i’ll cut you so badly that you’ll be so disabled
or easily able to fit in a dyson so forget it, son
forget it, hun. forget it, mum: i’ve won
and i put myself first: high up on the top shelf
cause i am in first place in this race
of pleasing the people’s music taste
never to come down; no-one or nothing will change me now
cause i’ve worked so hard to get here, so i’m never gonna move out

[hook]

[outro]
(all my life, i’ve been considered as the worst)
(lying to my mother… even stealing out her purse)

- in2ition lyrics

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