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hues - shut the fuck up كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
i don’t get it, man. why is everyone always yelling at me?
i’m just tryna chill like uhh…

[chorus]
could you shut the f-ck up?
shut the f-ck up! (c’mon, man)
please shut the f-ck up;
why are you yapping?

shut the f-ck up
please let me breathe (please)
like my n-ggas in the library
and we tryna read
i can’t even understand ya
bruh, what you need?
could you shut the f-ck up?
i’m tryna rap in peace

[bridge]
just shhhhhhh
shhhhhhhh
shhhhhh
shhhhh!

[verse 1]
i pimp b-tterfly effects and change minds when i speak mine
and if you land on mine, you’ll find that it’s a land mine
so if you don’t feel it’s fire. it’s okay, you will in due time
but by the time you get the bars, you see you had to do time (woops)
and by the time you catch up, i already got a new rhyme
and by the time you get out, you might even find a new sign
that says, “if you’re reading this, then you’re too late.” (thank me later)
verbal two-a-days since i was eight, i’m too great
but since you’re too late, you express too much hate
that i started from the top and you have to stare at my shoelace (all the way up!)
don’t be so salty like you’re coping with a toothache
unless you’re being salty like an ocean…or two lakes
that’s the great salt lake plus the dead sea
part it at the legs so they wouldn’t get ahead of me
decapitation: cut these kids out like vasectomies
or leave ’em in a wheelchair, it’s the wrong nerd, don’t mess with me
the greatest time to be alive: present with no future (un-huh)
the only one we acknowledge is phifer so don’t lose yourself
in the mix tryna prove that you’re grown
(oh!) and also keep in mind, you’re not october’s only own

[bridge]
just shhhh
shhhh
shhhh
shhhhh

[verse 2:]
now i’m the wrong dude to step wrong to (that’s right)
so don’t step right unless you tread light
or you shed light in the dead night
in the cold, cold, night like the white stripes
i can drain fight from your lame life
and have you thinking to yourself that you should blame christ (woops)
yeah, you heard it right
oh, i ain’t bout that life?
man, you don’t know my type
i’m the sharpest tool on the team since i cut the knife
i’m big, i’m bright– betelgeuse
say my name trice and i show up like i got that juice (grey, grey, grey)
with a spirit quartz, djembe, and some mescaline–
that’s higher power, peace drum, and water from the mexicans (where’d you find that?)
these things let me know i’m next to win
oh yeah, and this crown cause i’m next of kin
to the king. i’m a monarch, i’m a monster, i’m amazing
i’m a god, i am greytness, i am time but i’m caged in
they’re calling me a rapper when i’m barely even a human being
a mind on a string that must share his dreams
a monotone robot but i still like to hahaha
a talking head, psycho k!ller like fafafa
i’m too avant-garde for rap. (what?) they got a guard for that (huh)
say i wouldn’t get far in the game unless i go hard like that
did you catch that? (nah) well you should run it back
while they were waiting on fresh clothes like a laundry mat
i was boosting up the game with no starter packs (all the way up!)
and after all that, they still say it’s backpack (it’s a bookbag)
well you can suck my sack, cause i ain’t got time for that
just give me one platinum plaque and f-ck rap;
y’all can have it back!

[outro (talking)]
grey: you know technically, dre ain’t write that line either

zakkr: man, grey, shut the f-ck up

grey: okay…

- hues

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