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attacotti - the shards lyrics
[intro]
attacotti!
[verse 1]
depth is dead, so f_ck all ya’ll spotify (yuh)
lemme tell you fifty reasons why i wanna die (i wanna die!)
all your f_cking sh_t is number one through forty_nine, (ay)
and listening to you is f_ckin’ every other time (blaow blaow blaow)
for legal reasons, man, i just be joking bout that sh_t
man, i really got you there, i hope that you enjoyed the bit (ha ha)
i ain’t ever really thought about being up on a bridge
but i promise if i do, then when i jump i’ll do a flip! (aaaaah)
i’m crashing through the beats, and i’m increasing my velocity
dodging what they toss at me, they’re lost and i’m just possibly
cautious, cuz i need to watch my back, that’s my philosophy
i get nauseous when i see how they got soft on me (brrrrah)
so what is my intention, am i crazy or just ventin’ (brrd)
they hang on my all words like i keep ’em full of suspension
lemme mention that my lyrics get them hopped up on the tension
i need an intervention, or some suicide prevention
[chorus]
uh, i just nutted in my jorts (ay)
when ya daddy sees me, he gon’ take my ass to court
but i’m not the sort of motherf_cker who would come up short
lemme tell you my retort, in thirty bars is my report (brrrrrrrrah!)
[verse 2]
i go in, harder than my c_ck, not a b_tch can doubt me (ay)
dumber on these beats than f_cking k___ ________ski (brrrah!)
did you really think that you could do this sh_t without me? (brd brrd)
only f_cking thing you did alone was take selfie (ay)
i see couple b_tches thinking they my amor
but i ain’t ever givin’ my corason to a wh0re
don’t you listen to the sh_t they spittin just cuz they sore
what you squeezing me for, i need your knees on the floor!
(brrrrah)
i ain’t a player, i just play the cards that’s dealt to me
i pop off like the pop tab to a f_cking can of seltzer be (pzzt pzzt)
you want more from me
but i don’t know what f_cking else there’d be
i keep myself, there’s nothing else, lemme act selfishly
i’m a violent man, i ain’t ever lyin man, (ay)
you’re the sorta guy that i would fight with just a frying pan (bam bam)
smack you, till you lying on the ground and then start crying, man
not the type of motherf_cker you should think of trying, d_mn!
[chorus]
uh, i just nutted in my jorts (nutted in my jorts!)
when ya daddy sees me, he’s gon take my ass to court
but i’m not the sort of motherf_cker who would come up short
lemme tell you my retort, in thirty bars is my report (ay, ay, ay!)
[verse 3]
i’m viscous when i’m dissing these b_tches, i get malicious (brrrrd)
they get twisted when i spit at em, smacking em up like kisses (mwa)
i don’t miss it, i hit swift and swish kids up like they were dishes
i wish that they would quit tryna use me to get they riches (ca_ching!)
i really, i just feel that i’m acting like i’m a seal (ork ork!)
when i rap i step back and think “do i really need me a deal?”
if i make tracks to get cash, can i even say that i’m real?
or is the fact that the only path to get platinum’s to kneel?
i just want to stay my own course, can my own path even work?
i mean exactly how worse, can making raps from the source (brrd brrrd)
detract from stacks or a porsche, like do i lack the remorse, (ay)
or do i have to stay on track and get all high on my horse? (neigh)
ha, now that i got deep lemme just climb out of this pit
my raps get whacker by half with every measure i spit
i just relapse to the past, when all my rappin’ was sh_t
well this is it, i’m lit, so i’m gonna head out and just quit
[outro]
(brrrrrrah)
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