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letra de pitiful - afourteen

[intro: afourteen]
get up, get up, get up (yeah)
get up, get up
‘cuz i ain’t done with you just yet
get up, get up, get up
get up, get up
‘cuz i ain’t done with you just yet
get up, get up, get up
get up, get up
‘cuz i ain’t done with you just yet
get up, get up, get up
get up, get up
‘cuz i ain’t done with you just yet
get up, get up

[verse 1: afourteen]
showing signs of jealousy, i wanna rip my eyes off
i just wanna take your body, throw it to the drywall
press my pistol to the side of your face ’till it blow off (ahh!)
‘cuz i’m showing signs of jealousy
this sh-t ain’t the best of me
i scratch my face ’till my body can’t bleed no more (ahh!)
go skin your knees, wh-r- (ahh!)
(hahaha, you’re with him again, f-cking k!ll yourself!)
pitiful, ’cause i’m pitiful, i’m pitiful, i’m, pitiful
’cause i’m pitiful, i’m pitiful, i’m pitiful
’cause i’m pitiful, i’m pitiful, i’m pitiful
’cause i’m pitiful (ahhh!)

[interlude: afourteen]
hey siri, what is the definition of pitiful?

[hook: afourteen]
pitiful
you better watch out, my headshot ain’t missin’ you
’cause i’m pitiful
you better watch out, my headshot ain’t missin’ you
break your neck
walk around the lobby with a blaster like i’m boba fett
break nose, watch out for these fake hoes
shoutout dirty, but 100 dollar f-cking table
como estas? muy bien
none of you rappers are f-cking friends to me
will k!ll, fist fight, gather round, dynamite
double spoons to your eyes, can’t cry
cinder block to your feet, let’s drive
everybody grab the 9, let’s ride
’cause i’m pitiful
you better watch out, my headshot ain’t missin’ you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
pitiful
you better watch out, my headshot ain’t missin’ you

[verse 2: madjax]
pitiful, b-tch i am so motha f-ckin sick of you
pitiful, my headshot is not motha f-ckin missin you
walk around the chambers with a blade, make his bowels move
if he talkin sh-t imma tell that p-ssy to tie a noose
imma f-ck yo b-tch and then afta that imma murda you
catch me in the pit goin crazy that’s what we bouta do
he turn into a baby when i pull up on his avenue
and like i said i’m crazy i’ll k!ll yo -ss without revenue
i’m the cat, with the gat, gonna clap, yo sh-t
i’ll skin yo -ss and wear u like a backpack b-tch
gotta glock, with a c-ck, extendo clip
all these b-tches linin up, just to suck, my d-ck
get in line if u wanna talk sh-t
but do any brave souls really wanna swing fists?
cause i got an itch, that i really wanna itch
and that itch is to put yo dead body in a ditch
call you henry hills cause u is a snitch
i’m in and then out you could call me a glitch
i’m in an alley posted with the clique
illegal to hit you cause u is a b-tch
illegal to hit you cause u is a b-tch
p-ssy i hope that you go slit your wrists
if u tryna find me i’m at where you live
look in my eyes while i cut off yo limbs
pitiful, you betta watch out my headshot ain’t missin you
pitiful, you betta watch out my headshot ain’t missin you
pitiful, you betta watch out my headshot ain’t missin you
pitiful, you betta watch out my headshot ain’t missin you
(oh the delayed sound effect that sounds so f-ckin cool)
(omg can you shut the f-ck up)

- afourteen

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