Onomatopoeia
Murrel
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Mr. Murrel please I know, I know but listen man I've been trying to tell em, man, I've been trying to tell em but they just They just don't fucking listen Oh wait wait hold on Mr. Murrel please put the fucking knife down Please, I promise I I can make them listen, man I can convince them please Oh god, no I advise you to shut the f*ck up when I'm talking If you running through your options you'll be coming to that logic You don't wanna be that problem on my momma that's a promise And if you wanna talk the talk then somebody gotta walk it Aw naw bitch ain't no way you coming out of pocket How you giving 2 cents when ain't nothing in your wallet Except a ball of lint a parking slip but nothing else to offer So if you got bars I'ma leave my number here to call it 517 all that's ringing in the streets But them doorbell cameras ain't even thinking to compete Not bilingual dinero's the only lingo that I speak Put this ink down to the beat I'ma bring em to they knees The local competition be sinking in they seat They brinking on defeat I don't think they want a feat Middle fingers to critiques hit singles only thing they wanna see I won't give em what they want I'ma give em what they need Tell em to leave the door closed Tell em I don't want all of the award shows Tell the critics eat my dick with a sore throat Tell em crying ass bitches I ain't for most Cuz I ain't gotta tell em shit first and foremost My work speaks for itself more than yours don't So tell em I don't give a f*ck what their scores show Bitch I'm headed to the Forbes with the pedal to the floor Let the (Woo) Go 13 years in the mud Eventually started fucking turning ears to wassup Learning fear is a crutch but it's all I ever had But now I'm in my bag I persevere in the clutch Heard it here I've been working years to become The certain clear number 1 no person near what I've done But I be trying not to murder peers on our songs Lately it's been feeling like swerving deer on the run But they all know it's all love Cuz them Quazar boys got muhfuckas star struck Honestly man just call me QZR Xan Cuz enough of my shit will get your ass barred up Got muhfuckas feeling like they at Starbucks No stranger to role call bring your ass on up But then half ya'll duck like your tampon stuck Pussies know that when I get that shit on wax ya'll fucked Tell em to leave the door closed Cuz I ain't gotta tell you a motherfucking thing Tell the critics eat my dick with a sore throat I know ya'll be waiting for this Let's get it
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