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unorthodox poet - don't forget it كلمات الأغنية

[spoken interlude]
alright, my name’s the unorthodox poet
and uh
this is my friend arran an-
nah, hold up! i need a name too
alright, i don’t f-cking know
what is it going to f-cking be
arran-b?
like the genre? but you can’t f-cking sing, i’m the one who sings
i don’t give a f-ck, it’s my name, isn’t it?
yeah, i mean it sounds pretty dope
alright, you know what, f-cking just do that
let’s do this
now

[verse 1: unorthodox poet]
i don’t want no older rappers trynna teach me f-cking lessons
i’m a scholar and i’m testing
your a loser, i’m a blessing
i don’t want no f-cking fan boys trynna make me their best friend
listen to my mixtape and listen until the song ends
the d-ck riders
i’m the decider
hold up your lighter
for the messiah
i’ll stand beside ya
if you respect me
hope you don’t just want to erect me
i’m like the cheques i make all, the ladies, you will collect me
and all my cds
i’ll be a vid that’s on your family tv
sorry if i’m sounding seedy
but that’s the mainstream
the cool of my brain’s steam
my thoughts are calculated
my thoughts articulated
i’m still f-cking creative
the guts my body’s made of
is ink for the paper
that just pours on to the page
i see this all with wisdom, f-cking just look at my age
i upstage
even when offstage
i pull out a 12 gauge
and take up a hostage
and a bullets made of words
i’m the hardest of rapping nerds
the hardest that rap has ever heard
from a white kid story teller
offended you, well sorry fella
you could turn off the beat and i would rock the acapella
sign me to rocafella
and k!ll these rappers with just a f-cking feather
you feel under the weather
emotions being tethered
trynna move on, and i won’t let ya
if you doubting me at any point i’m just gonna forget ya
my rhymes a vehicle for flow that’s gonna f-cking hit ya
send you into a seizure
if you a lady it’ll f-cking please ya
if you hate me, f-ck you
i’m gonna take the throne so all of you can call me caesar
(satirical machine gun sounds)
and you said i couldn’t rap

[chorus: unorthodox poet]
i don’t want none of you trynna get up on to my d-ck
so you can just forget it
the two of us, we are the f-cking new beginning
for hip hop

i don’t want no rapper trynna bite and take on my sh-t
so you can forget it
the two of us, we are the f-cking new beginning

[verse 2: arran brogan]
to hip hop
this game is a big flop
just don’t let you mix pop
bring it to it’s tip-top
ya’ll can f-cking kick rocks
leaving me just p-ssed off
but now imma lift off
leaving you in big shock (oh sh-t!)
a bad impression is the first
in this f-cking section of rap it is the worst
everyone is betting i’m trash and it just hurts and
everyone is messing with tabs until they burst
yo we all got a vision
in the life we living
like everyone is wishing that
one day they’ll be winning
while i’m there grinning
at the b-tches on my hit list
when i spit sh-t i’m too viscous
but i’m thinking it’s fict-tious
but it’s real
like, do ya feel
i eat rappers for lunch like a god d-mn meal
i get this sh-t done cause i god d-mn steal
and i k!ll b-tches for fun ’til they god d-mn squeal
i’m the savagest rapping kid
smoking on some cabbage sh-t
i’m always use to laughing at
all these f-cking f-ggot raps
i’ve never done some battle rap
but i think i could handle that
i’m always f-cking snapping at
these stupid f-cking f-ggot rats
who couldn’t even spit this sh-t
cause everything i’m gifted with
got me staying lifted b-tch
with a leather fifth and spliff
it’s always in the mix
and it’s got me seeing twisted sh-t
it ain’t no f-cking mystery kid
that everyone is sticking with
everything they heard before
leaving b-tches hurting more
leave the track a burning torch
call my -ss a herbivore
just cause i’ll be burning four
blunts up and i’m burning more
the game is clearly turning more
to a place for merking wh-r-s

[unorthodox poet]
we just gon’ keep working more
at our mother f-cking rhymes
all the mother f-cking time
always just be busting lines

[arran brogan]
the game is a corruption site
for all who be b-mping tight
bars every f-cking night
trynna think of something right
to end this sh-t f-cking nice
both of us conducting bright

[unorthodox poet]
lights for the f-cking game
everyone’s the f-cking same
always use to chucking lame
rhymes at your f-cking brain
we the white f-cking stains
so get up in our f-cking lane

[chorus: unorthodox poet]
i don’t want none of you trynna get up on to my d-ck
so you can just forget it
the two of us, we are the f-cking new beginning
for hip hop

- unorthodox poet

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