blancoblk - elevator pitch lyrics
[hook:]
3+minute elevator pitch
i had to bring you back ‘cause all y’all do is switch
steady on some weird al, i’ma yank a b+tch
already got six assh0l+s on my list
one man army, but i’m down with the clique
not a tiktok, but we leave ‘em with a stitch
no need to explain sh+t, i just plead the fifth
fast and i’m furious like a tokyo drift, sh+t
[verse:]
been on writer’s block for a minute
blocking n+ggas for a minute
had to get a couple minutes to myself
hydrocodone in the system
overdosing like a victim
doctor told me i should focus on my health
three times anesthetic
back with a new aesthetic
lost contact, found some sk!lls up on the shelf
dusted off the vault, couple tricks up my belt
through all the wild sh+t that i done dealt with
white trash in the workforce plotting down on me
even back up on the campus, they went down on me
now i’m back home, 215 put the crown on me
trust no goon, i just switched up my boundaries
thought i was a coon the way they used to bow down to me
skated on ‘em like it’s roll bounce, bow wowed on ‘em
check ‘em with receipts on my droid, then they frowned on me
catch me on a mission for revenge, i’m on clownery
‘cause once i see ‘em in the street, i ain’t small talkin’
i just grab ‘em by the feet, then i dogwalk ‘em
k!ll bill a couple b+tches, diggin’ up a coffin
paralyzed to the spine, ‘call ‘em stephen hawking
rose in the concrete, you won’t see me often
better off home alone, no macaulay culkin
you don’t wanna be my friend, why you still stalking?
steady hawking, i must got what you wanted
used to pen my sh+t back in berto’s apartments
in the office, raps lost in my closet
ever since the virus, i been on the lock+in
writing bangerz like cyrus, i’m losing mileage
ain’t seen my real crew since my leo rising
aries sun, taurus moon, but that ain’t surprising
i can’t f+ck with n0body who don’t even stop in
to check on me when i’m spiraling
stuck with my mama, even paying the rent
with a government check, that’s like 50 percent
once i’m back outside, yup, you better keep it content
get your knees on some grits and repent
n+ggas say that they gangsta, but really they just pitching a tent
tinted windows in the rover, in the back getting bent
i’m just talking my sh+t, i got a reason to vent
f+ck around and get gutted, i got evil intent (whoa, man!)
but if you’re chill, i’m a cool dude (yuh!)
might mash your songs up on youtube
but once you step out of line, act brand new
i know peeps who do witchcraft and voodoo
sipping brandy, it must be a full moon
your last day standing might come soon
don’t act up, come at with me with a new tune
or i’ll watch you on the news at noon, b+tch!
slow singing, flower bringing at the funeral service
aim at your head, leave you brain dead
and i do it with purpose
got social anxiety
psychologically, i’m the black tyler durden
all i gotta is close the curtains, and murder ‘em right on the surface
i hold to vendettas like a p+rn stash
then i deliver with the bars like i’m doordash
don’t come at me with checks that you can’t cash
y’all don’t got no class, hold on to your hall pass
oh, sh+t, b+tches itchin’ for me like a wh0re rash
i’m a hothead, a jerk, i’m a smart ass
word to hardy high, top of the caste system
took a spa day, state made me a victim
but no one never listened, fake apologies and fake missions
improprieties and white privilege
false diversity, no commissions
can’t take the heat, get the f+ck out the kitchen
nik gaslighted me, just convincing me
that i’m just my own f+cking enemy
just hateration in the dancery (yee+haw!)
saying that i just want attention
ain’t nothing wrong with a little competition
steady clinging to my d+ck, they want the tip in
bet the whole world thinkin’ that i’m manic like i’m ye
‘cause they wanna give me f+cking interventions
i want my wallets fatter than peter griffin
and fight a couple n+ggas same way he did the chicken
and f+ck everybody that had it out for me
i spent five years cotton pickin’
just to sn+tch a bachelor’s degree
class of ’21, graduated, now i’m free
ready to come back out and act nutty
get a little cutty, and i’m back in the league
say i got drive, i got a need for speed
rap when i’m sober, i ain’t pop an e
lowercase b, not a b+tch toppin’ me
even on the lowkey, on the lowski, b+tch, i’m a beast
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