i hate rappers - quavø the $auce god lyrics
(you know what i’m really sick of?
shut the f*ck up and let me speak
i am sick and tired of making stars)
aye, aye, aye, aye
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
aye, aye, yuh, aye
$auce gang sh*t, murder gang sh*t, n*gga
you already know what the f*ck it is, bro
ayo, you n*ggas wanna hear
what a machine gun sounds like?
*machine gun sounds*
ohh nah, nah, spinning till my head aches
coping with my withdraw from these slithering snakes
apex anacondas hissing back in my face
pushing bad agendas, i don’t wanna take their place
okay, okay
push these mothaf*ckas out of my way
my way
i be playing suckas, that is my game
my game
smash pumpkins, singing plain jaine
plain jaine
stay locked in, i ain’t tryna play
no play
and i wanna easy way out
i don’t even know how the h*ll i got this far
i tryna to be a goodie boi scout
can’t let the rest of my life be defined by these d*mn scars
i always tried to take the high rout
leading me in circles, right back to these pack of cigars
and i can’t let my family find out
glimpses of their faces flashing in the midnight stars
p*ssy ass rap n*ggas
i ain’t even gotta f*cking rap
n*gga, imma just harmonize
*harmonizing*
i can’t see with all this sweat in my face
my face
lucky me, i got a/c in my place
my place
imma tweak if i don’t get out of the h
f*ck the h
take my weed and imma f*cking migrate
migra* oh, sh*t
oh my f*cking god dude
every f*cking x beat that i f*cking use
has to start just like this, slow as f*ck
then it slowly f*cking builds up
like the average f*cking intro
that every n*gga used back in 2012
or 2014, whenever the f*cking year it was
any*f*cking*ways, i gotta rap on this
average ass f*cking x beat
like i usually f*cking do
because all you p*ssy ass n*ggas
are too f*cking afraid to do it yourselves
b*tch n*gga
i might just f*ck around and catch a l!ck just to provide
let bullets hit the ground, reload the clip and let it slide
but i don’t don’t use a gun for real, i stay my ass inside
they say if you ain’t gangsta, that’s career suicide
i hope these rapping n*ggas take advantage of their time
instead of pulling triggas, write a mothaf*ckin rhyme
i guess that makes me corny cuz i want my folks alive
but i don’t need a forty caliber to show i ride
for my sh*t
b*tch, i die for this sh*t
if you ain’t tryna spit
get the f*ck up out my clique
cuz i’m tryna make a hit
get my homies out the pit
f*ck a feature cuz i sick of getting all these n*ggas cl!cks
oh, sh*t
fewer n*ggas gonna ride unless you give they ass a dime
wasting time cuz they want yo money whenever you die
telling lies, say they got you but they leave you when you cry
i don’t mind, it’s the price i pay for being levels high
i know you sober than a b*tch but i get more numbers high
i’m addicted to success and cannabis, i’m getting high
but i do not mind the pain if all i do is get real high
i’m high till i die
b*tch, i’m high till i die
oh, you really, really didn’t think
i was gonna end this song
without screaming, b*tch?
i saved my f*cking voice just for this part
this is the hardest sh*t
i have ever f*cking made
you n*ggas are not ready for this
this goes out to every inconsistent n*gga who don’t drop
what’s the matter with your vision, i thought you were on the clock
you ain’t ever gone see me submitting up my f*cking spot
take this underground division, bring it to the f*cking top
i don’t see you posting sh*t so, p*ssy, you can’t f*cking talk
b*tch, go walk that f*cking walk before you walk it how you talk
close yo mouth around my mic cuz most you n*ggas are some opps
causing total drama in this b*tch, i’ll send you to the docks
he sleeping with the fishes cuz i got that n*gga popped
like k.dot in this b*tch, cuz every drop, i’m shooting shots
what you got, mothaf*cka why i should believe you
show me what these average mouth breathers f*cking see in you
hate to be so harsh but i just sick of all you so called artist getting all the spotlight
f*ck, mothaf*cka, sh*t
i been in the dark so long, the light be blinding me sometimes
but i gotta keep it strong so i don’t lose sight of my mind
they’ve been waiting on a song they can relate to when they high
let me hit this f*cking bong we can take it all in stride
in this rap game, imma keep my f*cking keep distance
half you mothaf*ckas can not rap without assistance
i got too much shame to let you mothaf*ckas have this
i just made three different songs without an adlib
this goes out to every inconsistent n*gga who don’t drop
what’s the matter with your vision, i thought you were on the clock
you ain’t ever gone see me submitting up my f*cking spot
take this underground division, bring it to the f*cking top
i don’t see you posting sh*t so, p*ssy, you can’t f*cking talk
b*tch, go walk that f*cking walk before you walk it how you talk
close yo mouth around my mic cuz most you n*ggas are some opps
causing total drama in this b*tch, i’ll send you to the docks
man
god d*mn that’s was a f*cking classic, bro
you already know it’s a f*cking banger
when the f*cking beat fades out like that
ah, sh*t
why the f*ck are you still here?
the song i over
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