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Алексей Арестович из города Singapore, Сингапур. Родной город - Побужье. Рожден в год Лошади по китайскому гороскопу, знак зодиака Телец. В настоящий момент Алексею 120 лет, женат. Из публичных источников получены сведения о биографии Алексея: информация о социальных сетях, контактах и друзьях (2).
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| Музыка: | His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin' What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's chokin', how, everybody's jokin' now The clocks run out, times up, over, blaow! Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy? No He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke He's so stacked that he knows, when he goes back to his mobile home, that's when its Back to the lab again yo, this whole rhapsody He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better The souls escaping, through this hole that its gaping This world is mine for the taking Make me king, as we move toward a, new world order A normal life is borin', but super stardom's close to post mortar It only grows harder, only grows hotter He blows us all over these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's known as the globetrotter Lonely roads, God only knows, he's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold your nose 'cause here goes the cold water His hoes don't want him no mo, he's cold product They moved on to the next schmo who flows, he nose dove and sold nada So the soap opera is told and unfolds, I suppose it's old partna, but the beat goes on Da da dumb da dumb da da You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better No more games, I'm a change what you call rage Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged I was playin' in the beginnin', the mood all changed I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepwritin' the next cipher Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my nine to Five and I can't provide the right type of Life for my family 'cause man, these God damn food stamps don't buy diapers And its no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer This is my life and these times are so hard And it's getting even harder tryin' to feed and water my seed, plus See dishonor caught up between bein' a father and a prima-donna Baby mama drama screamin' on and too much For me to want to say in one spot, another jam or not Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got To formulate a plot fore I end up in jail or shot Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failures not Mom, I love you, but this trail has got to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's lot So here I go is my shot Feet fail me not 'cause maybe the only opportunity that I got You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime you better You can do anything you set your mind to, man |
| Фильмы: | Painic-stricken, handle business, not a joke, yeah Manners missing, travel different, no control, yeah Time to listen, time to zip it, keep it closed My description, highly gifted, take some notes, yeah Lack of interest, why'd you visit? Hit the road, yeah I'm kinda twisted, so keep your distance, be a ghost Yeah, see I'm inventive, but quite the menace, you ain't know? Well then I'm offended, let's jog your memories, here we go, yeah I went from nobody to kinda famous Hide my plaques inside the closet, I just can't explain it My wife, she tells me that she's proud and thinks that I should hang 'em But I just leave 'em on the ground right next to my self-hatred Yeah, yeah, mental health, where's my mental health? Diagnosed with OCD, what does that mean? Well, gather 'round That means I obsessively obsess on things I think about That means I might take a normal thought and think it's so profound (leave me alone) Ruminating, fill balloons up full of doubt Do the same things, if I don't, I'm overwhelmed Thoughts are pacing, they go 'round and 'round and 'round It's so draining, let's move onto something else, fine I'm in the game, but they don't even know it Like I'm undercover and don't want to blow it I come out of nowhere, they don't even notice The flow is so cold, you would think it was snowing I'm under the weather, but wind isn't blowing I got an umbrella for difficult moments You got to admit it, I'm very devoted I'm out in the ring, but they don't always help me, so I Hold up my balloons and cover up my face I can feel them weighing on me every day I should let 'em go and watch 'em float away But I'm scared if I do, then I'll be more afraid Tell them how I feel, but they don't want to change Tell them how I feel, but they remain the same Loosen up my grip, they say that's not okay Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay, leave me alone! Ay, yeah Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay (yeah), leave me alone! Woo, yeah Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay (yeah), leave me alone! I hate when they debate if we're underrated We're so overlooked that they're looking over our numbers, Nathan (leave me alone) We don't do enough interviews or go out in public lately We don't post enough on our socials To keep the buzz from fading (leave me alone) Let it fade, yeah, let it fade Once it's decimated, then you drop a song out of nowhere And all the fans embrace it (leave me alone) Then the buzz will surface again, it's part of my operation I don't need advice from my doubts right now end of conversation (leave me alone) Shut your mouth, yeah, shut your mouth Better tone it down, close it now If you make a sound, I'ma change your dial (leave me alone) Funny how they be acting loud, comin' on it now It's floating 'round Man, the kid is wild, pretty wild, true (leave me alone) I'm kinda phony but don't really show it I keep it together, but have a disorder I go to my room and I sit in my corner And talk to myself in a language that's foreign (leave me alone) I think of a rhyme and I have to record it But know if I don't, I'll wake up in the morning And question my life again, always avoiding I hate to be different, but hate to be normal, so I (leave me alone) Hold up my balloons and cover up my face I can feel them weighing on me every day I should let 'em go and watch 'em float away But I'm scared if I do, then I'll be more afraid Tell them how I feel, but they don't want to change Tell them how I feel, but they remain the same Loosen up my grip, they say that's not okay Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay, leave me alone! Ay, yeah Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay (yeah), leave me alone! Woo, yeah Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, ay (yeah), leave me alone! Remember back in "NO NAME, " I said fame called? Told you I hung up, it kinda felt wrong (leave me alone) Finally called him back, we didn't talk long He asked me how I'd been, I sent him this song (leave me alone) Yeah, think he took offense, he kinda seemed off I texted him that night to ask what he thought (leave me alone) It took a couple days to get a response But once I finally did, he said this song sucks (leave me alone) Here are the symptoms, couldn't miss 'em, wrestle with 'em Then I penny flip 'em, bounce 'em back up nowhere, you should get some Who you dissin'? Move the switch and don't come in the kitchen You should listen, cookin' records for my hands are blistering So persistent, don't forget this, hold the tension, soul is bending No pretending, open ended, low percentage, so demented Whole consensus, flow tremendous, no apprentice, no incentive Show intensive, so possessive, tone aggressive, watch your step when I Hold up my balloon |
| ТВ передачи: | ᅠIn my mind I'm a fighter, my heart's a lighter My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up An arsenic writer, author with arth-r-itis Carpal-tunnel, Marshall with start-shit-itis Hard-headed and hot-headed Bull-headed and pig-headed, dick-headed, a prick A big headache, I'm sick, quick-witted for every lyric spitted There are six critics who wait for me to slip with it So quick, this dynamite stick, bury the wick It's gonna explode any minute Some lunatic lit it, and it's not Nelly Do not tell me to stop yelling When I stop selling I'll quit, so stop dwelling! I am not failing, you fuckers are not ready ‘Cause I got jelly, like Beyoncé's pot belly This is destiny; yes, money, I'm off running So get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening No apologies! Nah, suckers, I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all could be the cause of me No apologies! Y'all feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me No apologies! Not even acknowledging you at all 'Til I get a call that God's coming No apologies! Laugh, fuckers, it's all funny I can spit in your face while you're standing across from me No apologies! My head hits the pillow, a weeping willow I can't sleep, a pain so deep it bellows But these cellos help just to keep me mellow Hands on my head, touch knees to elbows I'm hunched over, emotion just flows over These cold shoulders are both frozen, you don't know me I keep saying it, I can't stress it enough So keep playing it, and stand next to the subs I choke mics like asphyxiation When I'm strangling my own throat masturbatin' Fuck yeah, I'm a basket case and I master this rap shit 'til my ass gets wasted 'Til my assassination 'Til I'm slain because of some fag's infatuation .44 mag's fascination A taste for disaster, and if that's the case, then— No apologies! Nah, suckers, I'm not sorry You can all sue me, y'all could be the cause of me No apologies! Y'all feeling the force of me No remorse for me, like there was no recourse for me No apologies! Not even acknowledging you at all 'Til I get a call that God's coming No apologies! Laugh, fuckers, it's all funny I can spit in your face while you're standing across from me No apologies! This song isn't for you, it's for me A true MC, it's what he'll do just to see If he still has it and if his skills mastered He's able to spill raps long after he's killed, that's a Real MC, got you feelin' me Whether willing or unwillingly, you still agree As long as there's still this hunger and will in me Then expect a longer life expectancy I'd be a savage beast If I ain't had this Outlet to salvage me inside I'd be exploding, soaked in self-loathing And mourning, so I'm warning you don't coax me It's silly, I’m really a sheep in wolf's clothing Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don't be Fooled, the press blows up this whole thing It's stupid, they don't know, ‘cause they don't see That I'm wounded, all they did was ballooned it I'm sick of talkin' about these tattoos Cartoon did That's why I tuned it out, I'm sick of dukin' They can suck my dick while I'm pukin' And you too, you can— Expect no sympathy from me I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my heart's frozen It don't even beat, so expect no apologies Expect no sympathy from me I'm an MC, this is how I'm supposed to be Cold as a G, my heart's frozen It don't even beat, so expect no apologies |
| Игры: | ᅠ"Hey, Nate, how's life?" I don't know, it's alright I've been dealin' with some things like every human being And really didn't sleep much last night (last night) "I'm sorry", that's fine I just think I need a little me time I just think I need a little free time Little break from the shows and the bus rides (bus rides), yeah Last year I had a breakdown Thoughts tellin' me I'm lost gettin' too loud Had to see a therapist, then I found out Somethin' funny's goin' on up in my house Yeah, started thinkin' maybe I should move out You know, pack my car, take a new route Clean up my yard, get the noose out Hang up my heart, let it air out (air out) I've been searchin' "What does that mean, Nate?" I've been learning Grabbin' my keepsakes, leavin' my burdens Well, I brought a few with me, I'm not perfect Lookin' at the view like, this concerns me Pickin' up the cues, right? I'm quite nervous Hate it when I lose sight, life gets blurry And things might hurt me It's prolly gonna be a long journey, but hey (but hey) It's worth it, though Cold world out there, kids, grab your coats Been a minute, I know, now I'm back to roam Lookin' for the antidote to crack the code Pretty vivid, I admit it, I'm in classic mode Don't need pity given to me, but I can't condone Talkin' down to me, I'ma have to crack your nose for crackin' jokes I'm lookin' for the map to hope, you seen it? (You seen it?) Been makin' a whole lot of changes Wrote a song about that, you should play it I get scared when I walk on these stages I look at the crowd and see so many faces, yeah That's when I start to get anxious That's when my thoughts can be dangerous That's when I put on my makeup and drown in self-hatred Forget what I'm saying, and Where'd the beat go? Oh, ain't that somethin'? Drums came in, you ain't see that comin' Hands on my head, can't tell me nothin' Got a taste of the fame, had to pump my stomach Throw it back up like I don't want it Wipe my face, clean off my vomit OCD, tryna push my buttons I said don't touch it, now y'all done it I can be critical, never typical Intricate with every syllable, I'm a criminal Intimate, but never political, pretty visual Even if you hate it, I'll make it feel like you're in it, though You call me what you wanna, but never call me forgettable Leave you deep in thought, I could never swim in the kiddie pool Way that I been thinkin' is cinematic, it's beautiful Man, I don't know if I'm makin' movies or music videos (videos, videos, videos) Yeah, the sales can rise Doesn't mean much though when your health declines See, we've all got somethin' that we trapped inside That we try to suffocate, you know, hopin' it dies Try to hold it underwater but it always survives Then it comes up out of nowhere like an evil surprise Then it hovers over you to tell you millions of lies You don't relate to that? Must not be as crazy as I am The point I'm makin' is the mind is a powerful place And what you feed it can affect you in a powerful way It's pretty cool, right? Yeah, but it's not always safe Just hang with me, this'll only take a moment, okay? Just think about it for a second, if you look at your face Every day when you get up and think you'll never be great You'll never be great, not because you're not, but the hate Will always find a way to cut you up and murder your faith (woo!) I am developin', take a look at the benefits Nothin' to meddle with, I can never be delicate Am I even relevant? That depends how you measure it Take a measurement, then bag it up and give me the evidence It's pretty evident; dependable can never be tentative I'm a gentleman, depending on if I think you're genuine Pretty elegant, but not afraid to tell you to get a grip Proper etiquette, I keep it to myself when I celebrate, ah (ah) It's that time again Better grab your balloons and invite your friends Seat belts back on, yeah, strap 'em in Look at me, everybody, I'm smilin' big On a road right now that I can't predict Tell me "Tone that down, " but I can't resist Y'all know that sound, better raise your fist The search begins, I'm back, so enjoy the trip, huh |
| Книги: | Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be? Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe And I can tell you're already thinkin' I will never succeed But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak I been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, ah I know this probably isn't really realistic And honestly, I might not ever make a difference But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it I been crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician To see the odds ain't rootin' for me I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be The underdog, yeah, you probably think you know what I mean But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else Graduate and probably get a job that doesn't pay the bills That don't make a lot of sense to me, forget the Happy Meals I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal Huh? Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? Pretty well? Everything I see is overdone to me, I'm not Adele But I'ma get a record deal and say hello to mass appeal When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills Rappin' about the way I feel, oh yeah I just want to make a couple mil' Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah I just want to sign a record deal Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah Might not be the best in my field But I guarantee that I'ma die real When I grow up Yeah, ayy When I grow up Yeah, yeah, ayy I'ma make 'em notice me, rhymin' like it's poetry Everything I oversee, I just like to overthink Mockin' me, you pay the fee, no return and no receipts Those of you that don't believe, quiet, you don't know a thing Quiet when I'm tryna sing, quiet when I'm making beats Quiet when I'm tryna think, sorry, I don't mean to scream I just feel like no one really gets me and it's sad to see 'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be, yeah Anybody wanna hear me rap? "No" Come on, let me play a couple tracks, "No" Come on, I can spit it really fast, "No" You think I should throw this in the trash? "No" Tricked you, haters, go away before I hit you I am not a beggar or a kiss-up You don't understand? Well, I forgive you I am not a quitter, you ain't really think that, did you? Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows Everybody in the crowd singin' every word I wrote Tellin' me that I am not the only one that feels alone Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away when you get old Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know Might not make a lot of dough, I'ma have to try it, though When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills Rappin' about the way I feel, oh yeah I just want to make a couple mil' Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah (yeah) I just want to sign a record deal Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah (okay) Might not be the best in my field (ayy) But I guarantee that I'ma die real (ayy, oh) When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills (woo) Rappin' about the way I feel, oh yeah (yeah, the way I feel) Yeah, I just want to make a couple mil' (ayy) Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah (to the fam in the will) I just want to sign a record deal (woo) Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah (a house up in the hills) Yeah, I might not be the best in my field (ayy) But I guarantee that I'ma die real When I grow up |
| Интересы: | You can try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay 'em But you won't take the sting out these words before I say 'em 'Cause ain't no way I'm a let you stop me from causin' mayhem When I say I'm a do somethin' I do it I don't give a damn what you think I'm doin' this for me, so fuck the world, feed it beans It's gassed up, if it thinks it's stoppin' me I'mma be what I set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly And all those who look down on me, I'm tearin' down your balcony No if, ands or buts, don't try to ask him why or how can he From "Infinite" down to the last "Relapse" album he's still shittin' Whether he's on salary, paid hourly, until he bows out or he shits his bowels out of him Whichever comes first, for better or worse He's married to the game, like a fuck you for Christmas His gift is a curse, forget the Earth, he's got the urge to pull his dick from the dirt And fuck the whole universe Okay quit playin' with the scissors and shit, and cut the crap I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap You said you was king You lied through your teeth, for that fuck your feelings Instead of gettin' crowned you're gettin' capped, and to the fans I'll never let you down again, I'm back I promise to never go back on that promise In fact, let's be honest, that last "Relapse" CD was eh Perhaps I ran them accents into the ground Relax, I ain't goin' back to that now All I'm tryin' to say is get back, click-clack, blow 'cause I ain't playin' around It's a game called circle and I don't know how I'm way too up to back down But I think I'm still tryin' to figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out but I guess I didn't, this fuckin' black cloud Still follows me around but it's time to exercise these demons These muh'fuckers are doin' jumpin' jacks now And I just can't keep living this way So starting today I'm breaking out of this cage I'm standing up, I'mma face my demons I'm manning up, I'mma hold my ground I've had enough, now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now (now) It was my decision to get clean, I did it for me Admittedly, I probably did it subliminally For you, so I could come back a brand new me, you helped see me through And don't realize what you did, believe me you I been through the ringer, but they could do little to the middle finger I think I got a tear in my eye, I feel like the king of My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers and drop dead No more bee flingers, no more drama from now on I promise to focus solely on handlin' my responsibilities as a father So I solemnly swear to always treat this roof, like my daughters and raise it You couldn't lift a single shingle on it, 'cause the way I feel I'm strong enough to go to the club or the corner pub And lift the whole liquor counter up 'cause I'm raising the bar I'd shoot for the moon but I'm too busy gazin' at stars, I feel amazing and I'm not |
| О себе: | ᅠWhen did I become so numb? When did I lose myself? All the words that leave my tongue Feel like they came from someone else I'm paralyzed Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed Where is the real me? I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed When did I become so cold? When did I become ashamed? Where's the person that I know? They must have left They must have left With all my faith I'm paralyzed Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed Where is the real me? I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed I'm paralyzed I'm scared to live but I'm scared to die And if life is pain then I buried mine a long time ago But it's still alive And it's taking over me where am I? I wanna feel something, I'm numb inside But I don't feel nothing, I wonder why I'm in the race of life and time passed by Look, I sit back and I watch it Hands in my pockets Waves come crashing over me but I just watch 'em I just watch 'em I'm underwater but I feel like I'm on top of it I'm at the bottom and I don't know what the problem is I'm in a box But I'm the one who locked me in Suffocating and I'm running out of oxygen I'm paralyzed Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things I know I should I'm paralyzed Where is the real me? I'm lost and it kills me inside I'm paralyzed Where are my feelings? I no longer feel things I know I should (oh how come I'm not moving why aren't I moving ay yeah) I'm paralyzed Where is the real me? I'm lost and it kills me inside |
| Деятельность: | Yeah, trying to figure out the difference But I think I think the lines are starting to get blurry I'm in a strange place I feel like Mase when he gave up the game for his faith I feel like I'm caged in these chains and restraints Grinning every stranger in the place while I gaze into space 'Cause I'm mentally rearranging his face I need a change of pace 'cause the pace I'm working at is dangerous There's nowhere to dump this anger and thanks to this angst I done quit chicken heads cold turkey and started slowly roasting 'em 'Cause that's where most of my anger is based Fuck your feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's I'm frustrated cause ain't no more N'Sync, now I'm all out of wack I'm all out of Backstreet Boys to call out and attack I'm going all out in this rap shit and whatever the fallout is I'm strapped for battles, suck a duck, crawl out the back, let's bar fight Prepare your arsenal and beware of bar stools flying through the air And bottles breaking, mirrors also And I ain't stopping 'til the swear jar's full You done called every woman a slut, but you forgetting Sarah Marshall Oh my bad, slut And next time I show up in court I'll be naked and square a lawsuit Judge be like "That's sharp, how much that motherfucker cost you?" Smart ass, you lucky I don't tear it off you And jump your bones, you sexy motherfucker You so fucking gravy, Marshall, I should start calling you au jus 'Cause all you do is spit them lyrics out the wazoo Evil twin, take this beat now, it's on you" I believe people can change, but only for the worse I could've changed the world if it wasn't for this verse So satanic Kmart chains panic 'Cause they can't even spin back the curse words 'Cause it works when they're reversed, motherfucker And these kids are like parrots They run around the house just like terrorists Screaming "fuck, shit, fuck" Adult with a childish like arrogance Wild ever since the day I came out I was like "merits, fuck that" I'd rather be loud and I like swearing From the first album even the gals were like "tight lyrics, dreamy eyes" But my fucking mouth was nightmare-ish And from the start of it you felt like you were a part of this And the opposition felt the opposite Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums Often as I can and skim through all them bitches To make sure I keep up with my competition, ha ha Hogger of beats, hoarder of rhymes Borderline genius who's bored of his lines And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now Feel like I might just strike first and ignore the replies This darkness comes in me (Evil twin) Here it goes again (Evil twin) If you chose my pen that ain't me it's my evil twin He's just a friend who pops up now and again (Evil twin) So don't blame me, blame him (Evil twin) I step out and see my evil twin, he gives me an evil grin Welcome back to the land of the living, my friend You have slept for quite some time So who's left? Lady Gaga? Messed with the Bieber Nah, F with Christina, I ain't fucking with either Jessica neither Simpson or Alba, my albums just |
| Владение языками: | Македонски, Hrvatski, Српски |
| Политические взгляды: | ультраконсервативные |
| Религия и мировоззрение: | |
| Отношение к алкоголю: | |
| Отношение к курению: | резко негативное |
| Главное в людях: | власть и богатство |
| Главное в жизни: | слава и влияние |
| Любимые цитаты: | Yeah, let me explain just how to make greatness Straight out the gate, I'm 'bout to break you down Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no mistake I'm 'bout To rape the alphabet, I may raise some brows If I press the issue just to get the anger out Full magazine could take Staples out Savage, but ain't thinking 'bout no bank account But bitch I'm off the chain like Taylor Brown Motherfucker, shut the fuck up when I'm talkin', lil' bitch I'm sorry, wait, what's your talent? Oh, critiquin' My talent? Oh, bitch, I don't know who the fuck y'all are To give a sub-par bar, even have an opinion of you You mention me, millions of views, attention in news I mention you, lose-lose for me, win-win for you Billions of views, your ten cents are two Skim through the music to give shit reviews To get clicks, but bitch, you just lit the fuse Don't get misconstrued, business as us' Shit-list renewed so get shit to do Or get dissed 'cause I just don't get what the fuck half the shit is that you're listening to Do you have any idea how much I hate this choppy flow Everyone copies though? Probably no Get this fuckin' audio out my Audi yo, adios I can see why people like Lil' Yachty, but not me though Not even dissin', it just ain't for me All I am simply is just an emcee Maybe "Stan" just isn't your cup of tea Maybe your cup's full of syrup and lean Maybe I need to stir up shit Preferably shake the world up if it were up to me Paul wants me to chill, y'all want me to ill I should eat a pill, probably I will Old me kill the new me, watch him bleed to death I breathe on the mirror, I don't see my breath Possibly I'm dead, I must be possessed Like an evil spell, I'm E-V-I-L (evil, but spelled) Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my dick with an ice pick Stick it in a vice grip, hang it on a spike fence Bang it with a pipe wrench While I take my ballsack and flick it like a light switch Like vice-president Mike Pence Back up on my shit in a sidekick as I lay it on a spike strip These are things that I'd rather do than hear you on a mic Since nine-tenths of your rhyme is about ice and Jesus Christ man, how many times is someone gonna fuck on my bitch? (Fuck my side chick!) You won't ever see Em icy, but as cold as I get on the M-I-C I polarize shit so the Thames might freeze And your skull might split like I bashed you upside it Bitch I got the club on smash like a nightstick (yeah) Turn down for what? I ain't loud enough Nah, turn the Valium up! 'Cause I don't know how I'm gonna get your mouths to shut Now when it doesn't matter what caliber I spit at I'll bet a hundred thousand bucks You'll just turn around and just be like, "Man, how the fuck Sourpuss gonna get mad just 'cause his album sucks And now he wants to take it out on us?" (Ooh-ooh) But last week, an ex-fan mailed me a copy Of The Mathers LP to tell me to study It'll help me get back to myself and she'll love me (ooh-ooh) I mailed the bitch back and said if I did that I'd just be like everyone else in the fucking industry Especially an effing Recovery clone of me So finger-bang, chicken wang, MGK, Iggy 'Zae Lil' Pump, Lil' Xan imitate Lil' Wayne I should aim at everybody in the game, pick a name I'm fed up with being humble And rumor is I'm hungry, I'm sure you heard bumblings I heard you wanna rumble like an empty stomach I heard your mumblin' but it's jumbled in mumbo-jumbo The era that I'm from will pummel you That's what it's comin' to What the fuck are you gonna do? Where you runnin' to? I'm gonna cru |
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