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letra de neek - antinonymous (ksl)

[intro]
clowns and neeks
clowns and neeks
what do you want from me?
i got the opp block, bally on me
imma steal your nike tee
you do not look pretty

[verse 1]
all i see is clowns and neeks
you ’bout to get sent into next week
oh i’m sorry, you gotta problem wit’ me?
i did not ask you geek
some people refer to you as a “freak”
you’re just a f-cking neek
you ain’t from the streets
i gotta keep a couple waps on me
i gotta couple stacks on me
you ain’t f-ck wit’ the ig
you ain’t gotta couple bands akhi
you ain’t wit’ the gbg
i’m sorry my friend, you’re a neek
i see you gotta beak
you ain’t no meek

[verse 2]
shut the f-ck up long nose b-tch
i don’t care if you gotta clip
i know for a fact you can’t flip
please stop, you ain’t pullin’ up in no whip
stop actin’ like a crip
built like a f-ckin’ stick
you pr-ck
all you get is d-ck
keep usin’ the word “frick”
and you gon’ get pick
bick-bick-bick
all you do is bicker
you wan’ ‘er? go get ‘er
you ain’t gettin’ thicker
shout out to my man digga
he gon’ flip a couple packs wit’ ‘er
you ain’t no hard hitter
shut the f-ck up you’re bitter
maybe you’re a good fitter
rah what do you mean you can’t get ‘er?
is it cah your pockets are gettin’ thinner?
you’re not a winner
sorry my jigga
i thought you could do that sh-t izza

[verse 3]
shut the f-ck up you stupid -ss c-nt
i don’ f-ck wit’ runts
you’re f-ckin’ blunt
pullin’ all these stupid -ss stunts
me, 3, and jigga pull up wit’ the hitter
’bout to give you a f-ckin’ sticker
aw, you ain’t wit’ ‘er
switch up the flow
you know how it goes
back the ting wit’ all my foes
and there i arose
turn you into a f-ckin’ ghost
ain’t n0body gon’ go to your shows
no folk
on my way norfolk
you ’bout to get poke
you ain’t got no rope
all these feelins’ in my head
wishin’ i were dead
i think you’re sped
can’t spell the colour red
small like ted
are you dead? cah i see red
callin’ all feds
can’t stop me from gettin’ all this bread
i ain’t gon’ shed
no i ain’t fred
stop, no head
chattin’ to chat cah you can’t back it
you are not from the endz
pull up, no benz
hit western fried
go check couple friends
i grip the clip cah you ain’t on that sh-t
you’re a d-ck
watchin’ your mum fl!ck
heartless -ss b-tch
you ’bout to get kick
you ’bout to get stick up
we know you ain’t wit’ ‘er
deal wit’ you like the wither
do you like the weather?
’bout to get drop like a feather
we know that sh-t ain’t leather
we ’bout to go up and tether
we messin’ wit’ the endeavor
forever and ever

[verse 4]
’bout to splatter you against the wall
keep sayin’ you’re tall
can you catch a ball?
i just wanna see you fall
no, you cannot call
sorry but it was not my fault
you dolt
imma grab my colt
then imma bolt

[outro]
stop playin’ this game
stay in your lane
i’m ’bout to go up kway
get out the way
today is not your day
i am not here for the fame
put you to shame
keep your hands off my name
is it impossible to keep you tame?
you’re lame
shut up mane
you ain’t got no brain
feel my reign
you’re gon’ need a cane
cah you just got shanked
maybe pranked? nah mate
i don’t rate
your sh-t is bait
ain’t n0body wan’ go on a date
imma bake you a cake
these t–th don’t need toothpaste
imma go up kway wit’ my mates
ba-bang
pull up wit’ the skeng
you ’bout to get leng
your girl is not peng (haha)
you got a jarring base
imma wet up your face
easy pace
show up to your place
i rest my case

- antinonymous ksl

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