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letra de fuck you 2k3 - mcenroe

[verse one: mcenroe]
f-ck the weak sh-t talkers who be saying my name
cause that ain’t the way to try to get a little fame
and i’m far from famous but at least i’m not nameless
so the [?] talk sh-t cause the music is heinous
f-ck the local promoters who screw me while touring
put their boys on late, i play at 2:00 in the morning
and their crews so wack they drive heads to the exit
then front on my face like they k!lled it on some next sh-t
the only thing that you k!lled is the vibe in the room
i’m at the merch table chilling, people trying to consume
when i’m on the mic, smoother than chick herns
so f-ck you, stop rapping it’s my turn
and f-ck the critics who say i can’t rap in the first place
that’s absurd, in the worst way
i never claimed to have the cadence of biggie still
i keep my flows tight and my lyrics are really ill
f-ck the weirdo’s who stalk me and pip
i’m glad to have fans but that sh-t’s ridiculous
stop sending e-mails with lyrics typed out
you won’t get signed, i throw the sh-t right out
f-ck all the stores that owe me and dog it
won’t pay the bills then play me for product
this isn’t charity, bread bread’s gotta eat
plus i gotta press vinyl and the prices are steep
f-ck dudes at the merch table having the nerve
to not buy nothing cause they have it all burned
i know times are tough on you, i wouldn’t doubt it
but the least you could do is not tell me about it
f-ck george bush jr for this bullsh-t war
f-ck the senate and the congress and the supreme court
they talk about freedom in the u.s.a
but in the name of freedom people murdered every day
f-ck the big corporations who be scr-w-ng us over
sell us out in reality, k!lling us slower
f-ck every bad boss, too many to mention
f-ck the wall street wizard who be spending my pension
f-ck a carbohydrate, man i’m all about protein
now that i’m married, f-ck you to the bar scene
f-ck anyone who ever kept me up snoring
f-ck tim duncan just for being so boring
f-ck

[verse two: birdapres]
f-ck you very much for ignoring my past work
supporting every rapper who went out -ss first
f-ck i look like, looking for greener pastures
i roll with hired goons and meaner b-st-rds
f-ck rap in general, you in particular
always on stage and i’m way past sick of ya
f-ck cocaine, f-ck e and f-ck meth
if you wanna get high, i could give a f-ck less
f-ck everybody who’s too good for rap
you don’t rap too, f-ck you, you’re wack
f-ck these girls for keeping me distant
and f-ck these clubs where my money is misspent
f-ck this dj, i just came to drink
mc’s these days are a waste of ink
but f-ck ’em anyway, every last one
for leaving the game under inspired and overrun
f-ck the game, i came to make music
f-ck school up, but nah i ain’t stupid
need to drop an album so f-ck the excuses
if they don’t stay fresh than f-ck these producers
i need drums that girls can strut to
you shouldn’t care what the f-ck i’ve been up to
f-ck you for laughing, never had the guts to
if you don’t like how i’m living than motherf-ck you

[scratching]
“eff you”

- mcenroe

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