letra de imbecile - king critical
[intro]
[verse 1: king critical]
to everybody that think i quit with this rap sh-t
my rhymes would have you lost like a d-ck in a fat chick
oh she’s offended? well b-tch get p-ssed it
im crazy and im close to the edge like jagged
ms.hall told me that my brain’s real drastic
and couldn’t even p-ss if my -ss knew magic
well to that b-tch i hope your laying in a casket
cuz if my mother knew you would’ve probably had yo -ss kicked
i hated that school and everything it was made from
always wanted to hit my band teacher with the b-ss drum
but i never did cuz they would’ve got rid of me
and momma would’ve beat me tlll the year of infinity
and if not that then right in front of kimberly
this girl i had a crush for, been wanting to f-ck for the longest
every period i was on it, until i dumped her and music became my lover
[hook: king critical]
i then been thru it all
inhaled the mist from the p-ss on the walls
then been dismissed and just dissed by them all
now the burn i feel is not the itch from my b-lls
it’s a gift to em all
i was born?.. no f-ck when i was born
man i’ll rather talk about the talk about me being gone
and i wasn’t even born i was sketched out and drawn but..
(i found joy in all this pain)
[verse 2: king critical]
when a n-gga hit high school, it was type cool
f-cked a couple b-tches and i met a couple tight dudes
nice food, all of my teachers were white fools
staircase were filled with angry b-tches on there cycle
and you was bound to hit it after school if they like you
and then they boyfriends ah get jealous and wanna fight you
guess who was running the halls and screaming f-ck sh-t?
the fat stink kid n0body wanted to f-ck wit
now i got my money and b-tches they wanna touch it
listening to my music pretending that they love it
look b-tch, stop following in my footprints
get a job and stop hollerin cuz i look rich
d-mn shame, all you need is a tattoo and a d-mn name
then these b-tches wanna suck ya d-ck and wear ya d-mn chain
shoutouts to haters in the background
wasn’t for you i wouldn’t be where i am now
[hook: king critical]
i then been thru it all
inhaled the mist from the p-ss on the walls
then been dismissed and just dissed by them all
now the burn i feel is not the itch from my b-lls
it’s a gift to em all
i was born?.. no f-ck when i was born
man i’ll rather talk about the talk about me being gone
and i wasn’t even born i was sketched out and drawn but..
(i found joy in all this pain)
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