UN$pOKEN RIZZ (D'OH!)

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KILLXANDER

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This shit's shaking my fuckin' headphones
You made a mistake when you left me
Now I'm out here gettin' head from a Becky
Ain't no workout but her coochie get sweaty
Scared of the pussy, you Five Night's at Freddy's (what does that mean?)
I got the .38 tucked in these polo jeans
Your music the same like you Polo G
No speech impediment, don't give apologies
You fuckers really ain't as whole as me
I'm going to look you in your eyes
And tell you that I'm the shit
All these fuckers do is lie
And I do not give a
I get the bag, duffle
Shoot at his feet, do the futsal shuffle
Ran up the bag, double
I keep it secret, I won't get in trouble
I know that you can't even lie
You acknowledged that I'm better than him
Where was the nudies that you said I'd get
Behind my back and you gave it to him
I know that you can't even lie
Stupid as f*ck and you can not admit it
Tryna twist it back and say that I hate women
(Well maybe I shouldn't finish that sentence)
I'm done with that topic
Pull out the AK, never gon' stop it
Finna take off like a mother fucking rocket
And RIP Take, I take off like a goblin
Sit in a cannon, Clash of Clans
'Sup lil shawty, can I be your man?
Impeccable rizz, don't understand
I f*ck that bitch with the flick of my hand, yuh
Yuh, unspoken rizz, that is my specialty
I give her smoulder, and she like the smell of me
She'll give her life for a night with the remedy
I'm going to look you in your eyes
And tell you that I'm the shit
All these fuckers do is lie
And I do not give a-
Yeah, yeah
She a lil cutie patootie
Spinnin' around on that pole like a fruity
I admire the tattoo she got on her booty
And shit could get bloody when she get real moody
Uh, you can not take my flow
Feelin' like Homie cause I got the d'oh
I get the mula and I need some more
Pull up a big body tonka, the Rov'
Bad lil biddy bitch, she do a blow
Painted her nails and she painted her toes
I'm Oscar the Grouch when I say go go go
Empty the clip and I need forty more
Family guy and I'm not talking Lois
Got family ties and my auntie's a poet
I write all my lyrics like I was free spoken
And I do not smoke but my brudda free tokin'
Ayo, boutta let my ego off
Bad idea, but I give it to the pen and the chalk
Bad shit, know I do the bad shit when I'm off
Or when I'm on, I don't speak, I just let shit talk
And I talk when the drums are blaring in my face
A starin' competition with the stares in the wraith
I hate shit, I write papers and throw them in the trash can
Worst lyrics are better than your favourite fuckin' rap man
Ayo I let the beat talk
And it's silent the second that I hit my walk
And I'm pissed, I studied a whole week for this?
Life isn't life man, this life is a bitch
And if life is a bitch, then you got more to get
I severed the ties like she was servin' the head
Unspoken rizz, I ain't know what that meant
But it turned out I had it by the lick of a speck
Yuh, unspoken rizz, that is my specialty
I give her smoulder, and she like the smell of me
She'll give her life for a night with the remedy
I'm going to look you in your eyes
And tell you that I'm the shit
All these fuckers do is lie
And I do not give a

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