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letra de shut the fuck up - whxami

(whxami verse 1)
you slept on ’cause u suck
the rest blow up for nothing
you pests all looking dumb
and you all sound like you fronting
to h-ll with all of you blogs
f-ck whoever promotes you
’cause look who they putting on
depressed clones but u joking
and yall been sounding the same
so whiny cry me a river man how the f-ck they get p-ssy with such a whiny delivery
autotune on a plug beat
f-ck u gotta be kidding me
authenticity not existing
but why even listen to me
your favourite artists told me that i inspired em
now they never reply ’cause they know that ill take the light from them
they watching but they don’t follow me
’cause my rhyming could body em
since when i had dropped highschool
they wanted me to be quieter
elevator been trash since nick left it
their demographic is face tats and any rappers with the same message
they only chasing a bag ain’t no shame
except they reaction to this be the same as failing a p-ss test
i burn bridges
with words flipping the bird
all of the sh-t that u make is just blending in with the herd
yelling on instrumentals bout how u are really insane
building this image to make it seem like u really deranged
i ain’t a friend of u lil b-tches
who tweeting whoever in this underground scene can get it
thinking u bringing lyrics
overlooked since the beginning
so if saying sh-t i’m the one that u shouldn’t forget
i’m coming with a diss b-tch

(chorus)
please believe me
these things that u see deceiving
and keep u from reaching peace of mind distracts u from what’s real
i ain’t-a product of what i’m surrounded by i been different since back in highschool i advise u shut the f-ck up

(biv verse)
i stepped my pockets up
but knock it up
shut ya b-tch -ss up
comical f-cker
i’m kamikaze with such
the prophet dead with us
my mother pray for all i ever done
you tryna find ya place with us
good mothaf-ckin luck
i been a slick pr-ck
with pills to fit
my dirty habits ocd to clip my ways to my lips
spit my sh-t like i mean what i grip
when i pop off from the hip
the f-ckas limp
elevate my sp-ce
but ain’t want half the sh-t
big talk
you small d-ck
lifes a b-tch and ain’t no telling who she f-cking with
keep ya promise to the kid
i’ma keep it 100 24/7 running like nick in your f-ckin b-tch
lies and lies
no past surprised
i been alive
i been inside
but what’s alright
i’m keeping times
ain’t losing mines
just shut ya f-ckin line
just shut ya mother f-ckin line

(chorus)
please believe me
these things that u see deceiving
and keep u from reachin peace of mind distracts u from whats real
i ain’t a product of what i’m surrounded by i been different since back in highschool i advise u shut the f-ck up

- whxami

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