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letra de rip paul pt 2: the murder - depressed morgz

(…) = telephone

narrator:
i hope that as you listen to this
you are among your loved ones
for, i believe murder, like charity, begins at home

intro (telephone):
hey paul
i mean, thanks for the diss track
i mean, i actually really respect it
cause i wanna play this game, and i will
but just a warning:
if you wanna play this game, it’s gonna end worse
worse than your second favorite game
fantasy football
lets hit it
false intro:
speaking of the groupchat
let’s talk about your hair…

intermission (telephone):
noah… shut up…
this isn’t the first one anymore
if you wanna win you gotta actually come up with something good this time
alright?
you can’t just repeat the same thing as last time
alright lets try this again
hit it

verses:
yeah my knees are weak
but your arms are heavy
and i can tell that you’ve been eating too much mom’s spaghetti
yeah i can tell you nervous
i’ll show you where the door is
6 to 32, that’s what the final score is
please stop actin like you carry round that 1 9
one shot, one score, that was the final statline
ilm all-star but yo vert can’t even pass 5
i’ma make sure you won’t win until you f-cking flatline

(woah woah woah)
(actually take a few steps back)
(we don’t wanna k!ll him, please)
nah f-ck that
i know i shouldn’t go too hard but i know i’m not above that
i got a perm? you’re going bald
so cut the f-cking chit-chat
“grace kowalski whisperer”
you couldn’t even chit-chat
i know how much you love donuts
but you were saying you would spit that

(i’ve got the snapchats, i have everything paul)
(you can’t hide anything from me)
(but lets have a quick chat, i know you’re jealous)
(you’re the weakest member of the vectors, and i don’t blame you to be honest i would be jealous if i was going up against me too)
(but, cmon lets take it a step back)

you’re just mad, that my dad, is a
african, man that’s sad
-paul: “ilm will probably stay white forever”-
oh i see what you mean
when you said that i was kicked off of the team
it’s not my fault, that you never grew past 5 foot 3
it’s not my fault, that your family f-cked their tree

(take it easy, take it easy)
(take a few steps back)
no!
i’m only gonna pick it up
i know how much you wanted to diss so lets pick it up
i know you love me but get off my d-ck, enough is enough
i just wanna help you understand that you lost
but you too far in, too deep in the sauce
you can’t give up, you can’t look up, you can’t give up
almost as persistent as those b-tches in the groupchat when you said her name

(you can try responding)
(you can try but nothings gonna top this paul)
(not a thing)
(you can’t do anything to beat this one)
(i sincerely wish you your best condolences)
(i wish you a happy life, good luck)

- depressed morgz

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