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leechy! - bigger threat! كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
_yawn_ f_ck
i’ve been asleep for like_ i’ve been asleep for like 8 months, what the f_ck’s going on?
some_ someone dissed down6?
well sh_t, six is on the actual big song i’m working on, i guess i should say something
uhh, yo, froz, uhh

[verse]
i hear them artifacts in your mixing, stop pitch shifting
k!ll the entourage? swing at me, i leave a b_tch limping
that white background don’t look good when colors mixing
your standard’s depreciating, call that quicktime, no boss sh_t, uh
you’ve been flying too close to all your idols
ex_features turned rivals, weird statements in your ideals
everyone else is moving on, you’re still stuck here standing idle
even a diss on down6 was mostly about idylll
you’re obsessed! how’s the pain in your chest from emulating?
your breath control sucks and you only pull off complaining
artist relations? you can’t even separate from glockmane
begging the #2 mixer to help you file a dmca, ooh
i hope that doesn’t ruffle feathers with you chicken sh_ts
you act entitled to a woman, can’t behave around some pretty lips
so come and f_ck with me, i know you like latinas
shadow dweller, steady in the rain, ain’t even got an umbrella
the colossus is drawing near, you’re making lyric vids as powerpoints
couldn’t afford affra, 1v1, but you naming boys
couldn’t make a diss without mentioning fourth eye
couldn’t mention a gang without a tour guide
couldn’t make a f_cking beat without a co_sign
can you find the carbon copy in a room without a mirror?
where’s the deceitful snake? where’s the message you can’t hear?
“pattern recognition?” you’re sus, saw in your venting
your morning coffee preference, maybe you’re just reflecting
maybe you’re throwing tantrums, you were dropped out of each collective
instead of considering why, you just kept on moving, dejected
repressing all these emotions, and stressing about your perfection
when the problem isn’t your music, you just suck as a person
and therapy sure ain’t working, ain’t no coordination, ain’t no teams, see
you’re looking around your circle and thinking “surely they’re talking about me”
yeah, sure, uh… whatever keeps you up at night
b_tching it ain’t fair ’cause we kept posting and you’re just_ (standing by)
that’s a lot of rage directed at a man of ides
tryna send the shots to sp_ce because all you’ve got left is time
inventing some funny words, deciding that they are slurs
you throwing subs like my fanbase, your desperation’s absurd
feel that paranoia setting in, d_mnit, just take a sedative
you wanna talk bout mental? you really need you some medicine
talking about his health while you using a name for cl!cks?
i post this sh_t up on my main, they say “he’s back!” and “who’d they diss?”
you take a lame up out his range and now he’s scared and acting p_ssed
you take the fangs up out a snake and all they have left is to hiss
you take a shot at distant range and get confused when you don’t hit
you take a shot into your brain, i still don’t trust you not miss
so keep your smile, ’bout a 1 of 10 with someone else’s name on it
watched me come up out the hood, you know i still can put the gang on it
i source_d you an aesthetic, you paining we ain’t the same
i rumble tumble on the block, b_tch your opps look like rt game
you charge and work a job, no joy, i make more money unemployed
no scars, no stripes, tryna learn my voice
wouldn’t you like to know, vanilla boy?
i got a lil’ cinnamon in me, shadow rap, you mini_me
i represent a bigger threat, breath_taking, come for your defeat
you got nothing left to risk because there’s nothing that you’ve built
caring all about the mix, can’t create without a spill
too scared to ever have a miss, you play it safe with drama mills
your last four f_cking songs were diss tracks, bet the fifth will be as well
[outro]
now shut the f_ck up

- leechy

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