guante & big cats - talk كلمات الأغنية
yeah
guante & big cats
don’t be nice
yo, i wanna thank my psychiatrist:
his name is big cats. he’s a hundred feet tall
run the mpc, all air h_rns and gunshots
he’d slap god if the sound’d make your trunk knock
and me? the best rapper in the multiverse
you disagree? blog about it, you salty nerds
’cause i don’t do autobiography
you want that go listen to brother ali
honestly, there has got to be another calling for me
i’m too fly (if falling is high fashion)
if it’s my time then ya’ll i’ll die laughing
’cause time passing can’t dampen my passion
i’m imaxing right past your eyelashes
bullseye! you’re good, but me? i’m magic
it’s guante and big cats
evеry inhalation is a cl!ck_clack, (get back)!
they wanna talk about love, so wе call ’em “emo”
talk about guns, so we call ’em “street”
they say what we believe in, we call ’em “revolutionary”
talk bout nothing, so we call ’em “deep”
talk about life and we call ’em “relatable”
they talk sh_t and we call ’em “fearless”
talk gibberish and we call ’em “poetic”
but when they really say something
ain’t n0body trying to hear it
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