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​themilkm3n - drink up كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
[cl-ssic milk pour]

[verse 1: too percent]
so you think you the sh-t in this business?
on a grind for a bit of those riches?
so deep in your head you’re getting st-tches
check out a mirror to see what a b-tch is
glitches in your mind’s systems when we’re dissing
b-tching, always looking for some attention
we’re dishing out this brand new edition
the delivery coming out in full fruition (oh no!)
doctor’s in, cli6ue, you got a condition (ooh!)
i’ll have to make a small incision
down from your left temple to your right shin
mu grab a fresh scalpel and some aspirin (alright)
before you leave i gotta gather just a couple facts
i need your insurance, your id, and a record of your tracks
it’s gonna be alright so you just gotta relax
but i don’t see no songs, b-tch, you don’t p-ss (don’t p-ss!)
can’t stop this feeling i’m reeling
back from the deal and i’m stealing
a chance to catch that b-tch kneeling
before a judge for concealing
lucky to get off that hearing
themilkm3n yeah you be fearing
only lyrics, no songs we be hearing
your downfall we engineering
we’re in the milk truck, back off the road while i’m steering

[hook]
drink up!
b-tch i don’t care if you don’t wanna
milk ice cold, bars hot as a sauna
drink up!
some milk ’cause you looking dehydrated
leave your -ss wasted from the second you taste it, better
drink up!
sipping on this cream like there’s no tomorrow
ima light your b-tch up like a blunt in tijuana
drink up!
to step to the milk, you’ll need a f-cking ladder
we gon’ hit the top and drop with our lyrical daggers (b-tch!)

[verse 2: yung mu]
6-1-cli6ue, hear this at your discretion
please be seated supreme quarts in session
this some lyrical molesting, hope you brought protection
splash, leave ’em sweating (yeah that was my intention)
no resting, take notes this a h-ll of a lesson
no questions, you rapping freshmen
send your -ss to detention if you try to contest it
wait a minute, is that a b-tch i’m detecting?
you’re a virus, i’ll cure the infection
this is priceless, but i got a confession
your crew’s lifeless, you need a milk injection?
to cure that depression? (oh no, oh no, oh no!)
we calling out the cli6ue, beleon and tiernan
give you a formal milking, they call us themilkm3n (pump it!)
ain’t dealing lean, but we still leave ya sipping
if milking you’s our dream, you know we’ll fulfill it
better drink up this cream, don’t wanna see no spilling
we’re k!lling it, with that dairy so fresh
and this milk sh-t, the new dairy finesse
y’all are desperate, for a little attention
you don’t how to get it, quit thinking you’re special
you ain’t unique, my rhymes are sleek (d-mn straight!)
y’all got me falling asleep, like speak up beleon, but i hate to critique
still, y’all are out of your league, at the bottom but still peaked
now it’s looking like you’re stuck
so all i gotta say is i don’t give one f-ck
now fill up your cup, only five more words for you:
it’s time to drink up

[hook]
drink up!
b-tch i don’t care if you don’t wanna
milk ice cold, bars hot as a sauna (who is this man?!)
drink up!
some milk ’cause you looking dehydrated
leave your -ss wasted from the second you taste it, better
drink up!
you got people sleeping, yeah, they counting sheep
you think themilkm3n bring a gallon cheap?
drink up!
step out of line, i’m pointing right at my heat
we at the top of the game, yeah themilkm3n elite

[verse 3: splash]
(splash!)
this that milkm3n edition dissing
fire shots with legendary precision
leaving you in critical condition
words cut deep like a lyrical incision (augh!)
reminiscing ’bout the past when we crossed paths
then you had ambition and knew how to laugh (ha, ha)
now the vision is twisted, getting fisted
in other words you’re f-cked and you’re sh-t out of luck!
now you’re just a cuck, with a small -ss d-ck
and the same goes for your g-y -ss cli6ue
your best friend is a pint, but we ain’t talking two percent (too percent!)
waste your life away, popping mollies and percocets
my rhymes heaven-sent, divine lines for the h-ll of it
you’re irrelevant, your wack status is prevalent
get more rich working shifts than writing sh-t
so quit posting your wack craft on snapchat
no one finds your rhymes impressive or punchlines aggressive
step off, you’ve gotten out of line
i’m more refined than you swine combined
spitting it double time
blowing your mind, better find a new grind
because rapping is mine, b-tch!

[outro]
(time of death: three minutes, thirty seconds)

- themilkm3n

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