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nick xl – pitiful كلمات اغاني

[intro]
name caps, when you rhyme, sh_t is minuscule
’bout time, other line gonna get a clue
pitiful… pitiful
whole set is a flop, sh_t is critical
had to rent a drop top for your video
pitiful… pitiful

[verse]
i’ll say “relax” and stick a mac to your jacket
and come back in four days and rub my ass on your casket
i’m the best, that ain’t hyperbole, don’t actually ask it
call my bluff, i’ll have you crucified with tacks in my attic, uh
it’s xl, no breath when my set sells
but f_ck it, i excel, i’m destined to drench h_ll
put smoke to my cerebellum while beggin’ for debt help
and start microwaving my cranium, feelin’ my head melt
you rappin’ like gus fring, but you be lookin’ like todd
i’ll f_ckin’ cook you and then make a scr_pbook for your mom
i burn a stook and then some booker sh_t is what i be on
like, “can you dig it?”, as i shovel dirt on top of your dog, uh
b_tch, i’m in the house like i’m questlove
you rent_a_rappers need to hit reset like a dead monk
but i’ma still be weighing on your chest like a dead lung
and even then, you’ll probably still be left with the bread crumbs

[chorus]
name caps, when you rhyme, sh_t is minuscule
’bout time, other line gonna get a clue
pitiful… pitiful
whole set is a flop, sh_t is critical
had to rent a drop top for your video
pitiful… pitiful

[bridge]
b_tches wanna balk until the mask out
only time you lining the chalk was at your dad’s house
i be passin’ milestones until i’m passed out
only thing you passin’ is pals givin’ you handouts
uh, i don’t let it stand ’cause i’m a standout
don’t worry ’bout my methods, i’m destined to leave a blackout
i be shooting off rockets from a glasshouse
police sketch look like the f_ckin’ singer off of smash mouth

[verse 2]
you b_tches be rapping like sam kinison
went to see you live and you overpowered the instruments
and yeah, i been cobra kai for a minute, b_tch
comin’ down her chimney, but i ain’t no st. nicholas
but told her i got standards for the trimming sh_t
told her “i ain’t f_ckin’ with hairy” just like willem did
and these b_tches that bearing the mic synonyms
copy, paste, i’m raisin’ the stakes, print the sh_t
it’s black magic to these rappers that knew me
they can’t fathom i surpassed ’em, and it’s actually loony
put the burner to your cap and put your ass in the movies
i’ll be clapping in the back the moment that you ain’t moving
nah, i ain’t scared of all these cowards that seem tough
frontin’ like they be rich and tip they barber in v_bucks
frontin’ like they all earned it, i’m assertive their knees rough
one little breeze, b_tches’ll be gone in a steam puff

- nick xl

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