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Song: | I Ain't Shit |
Album: | Fuck You | Genres: | Aoty |
Year: | 2020 |
Length: | 157 sec |
Lyricist: Mesus
Lyrics:
I know, I know What the fuck do I know? I2m just a loudmouth white boy that grew up 'round South Chicago My life2s been perfect, right? I don't deserve it, right? Keep throwin' dirt like words they write are going to hurt me, right
I ain2t shit I ain2t shit Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch You said I'm the shit Yeah, I2m the shit I know, but tell the haters Thanks for the reminder, bitch
I know, I know Playin' hide and seek with the internet Where the fuck do I go? For months at a time Hit 2em with a couple rhymes Let 'em know they can2t fuck with my flow
I know, I know Lot of people talk tough But won't say shit to my face But you see the way I grew up I ain't built like kids these days
I know, I know If I hit you, you gon2 fuckin2 sue I know, I know 'cause you2s a bitch, that's what you do I know, I know that face you wear ain2t real, that mask ain't you I know, I know some folks in J2s that stomp you black and blue
I know, I know You know everything about me 'cause you heard one song Even though you missed half the fuckin' words And the other half heard completely wrong
I know, I know Even though I take the time to put the lyrics in the description Mothafuckers won2t read it, but will still proceed to misinterpret it and find a reason to diss, huh?
I know, I know You2re tired of hearin' 'I know' But you can all get fucked, 2til you sing a high note Speaking of a high note Got a song droppin' this summer with a future that2ll blow your fuckin' mind, oh
And I know, I know When I get in my zone No rapper compares, not even my clone Not even your favorite rapper, using my flow On a demo tape, from when that one dropped in nine four
Whoa I know, I know What the fuck do I know? I2m just a loudmouth white boy that grew up 'round South Chicago My life's been perfect, right? I don2t deserve it, right? Keep throwin2 dirt like words they write are gonna to hurt me, right
I ain't shit... I ain2t shit... Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch You said I'm the shit Yeah, I2m the shit I know but, tell the haters Thanks for the reminder, bitch
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