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letra de obnoxious - the real goober

i might be insensitive, just know that i don’t give a f-ck
hey, but sleeping on the kid, i think it’s time to wake him up
i’m being obnoxious, why the f-ck would i be acting tough around snakes?
i’m cautious, my victories are flawless

pulling back the strap, now i got that b-tch braless
b-tches say you’re tagging and you end up in the coffin
then i’m so nice, snap, so much dust and now you’re coughing
screaming on the track, i think i finally f-cking lost it

i been on my mind, only sides i see are for caution
i been on the ground, i don’t see any other option
nauseous, i be spewing sh-t out, cost it
watch it, reaching back for my subconscious
i be in my zone, d-mn i’m feeling like a hero
steady paper chasing these summer that robbed a nero
i came up from number zero, the neighborhood’s a little weirdo
stay private, no incognito, a villain but no magneto
i’ve made mistakes, b-tch i crashed a f-cking beamer
always come off angry, i’m sorry it’s my demeanor
now my grass is getting greener, i’m climbing the f-cking bleachers
i’m blowing out all the speakers, i f-ck you to all the teachers
who said i would never make it?
rap, kavie, i need a placement, i know that i’m going places
i see it in all they faces, don’t like me, you gotta face it
i’m thinkin’ that your mistake can take over the world from the comfort of bein’ in my bas-m-nt
i’m givin’ the f-ckin’ world, go against what they ever sayin’
i’m tired of f-ckin’ playin’ ultra -ansic, no supersayin’
the anchor in this relay, even though my name is bailey
i’m tired of givin’ f-cks, goin’ 90 upon the freeway
give a f-ck bout what he say, don’t give a f-ck bout what she say
i’m livin’ my life, i’m repeatin’ till my ankle pass a melee
i ain’t gon’ stop till i’m the best in my city
i ain’t gon’ stop until i sign a million titties
i don’t really care if he ain’t f-ckin’ with me
i know in my heart that i’m the greatest of the century
i ain’t gon’ stop until it’s burkin’ on the bag
i ain’t gon’ stop until i got what they have
this is for the motherf-ckers sayin’
i can’t rap i don’t really let it faze me, got it rollin’ out the bag
knowin’ i ain’t gon’ stop until these motherf-ckers mad

i might be insensitive, just know that i don’t give a f-ck
ever sleepin’ on the kid, i think it’s time to wake him up
i’m bein’ obnoxious, why the f-ck would
i be actin’ tough around snakes? i’m cautious, my victories are flawless
pullin’ back the strap, now i got that b-tch braless
b-tch, that’s how you attack, and then you went up in the coffin
then i saw that snap, so much dust, and now you coughin’
screamin’ on the track, i think i probably f-ckin’ lost it

- the real goober

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