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crypt (rap) – rappers do not like me lyrics

[verse 1: crypt & futuristic]
zach? (uh+huh?) all these motherf+ckers act up (ooh!) when they post on the gram and they act tough (b+tch)
i saw a dude post a pic the other day and the clip wasn’t even in the f+cking gun (like, “hahahaha!”)
bro, what the f+ck? it got cold outside ’cause you puttin’ on a front
you can’t fool a motherf+cker that knows how to use the gun, put it back in your pocket, you ain’t’ scarin’ no one (yeah)
rappers be doin’ thе most, they be posin’ thesе pictures ridin’ in a ghost
but we know it is rented by the buddies’ folks, only one that you have is your snapchat [?]
so give ’em back that rolls (roll, roll, roll), and roll your ass out (uh+huh)
your life is ’bout as fake as that deal you turned down (let’s go)
rappers always tellin’ tons of fables (huh?), rappers always sayin’ “f+ck a label” (what?)
but if it actually happened, they’d be crackin’ quicker than a dj scratchin’ at the turntable (okay)
rappers always sayin’ “f+ck the fame” (huh?), rappers always say “it’s my time”
rappers always say they “run the game”, but i see ’em limpin’ on the sidelines
’cause—

[chorus: crypt]
rappers do not like me ’cause i see right through they bullsh+t
rappin’ ’bout a life they do not life, you cannot fool crypt
spittin’ ’bout them guns, but they know nothing ’bout them full clips
and if i laid a chopper on they lap, you’d see they full of sh+t (“brr+aah!”)
[post+chorus: crypt]
rappers do not like me (“brra!”), i don’t give a f+ck (doo+doo+doo+doo)
rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up (b+tch!)
rappers do not like me (yeah), they say i’m not enough (“brra!”)
rappers do not like me, won’t you come and get some, cuz? (brra, brra, brra, brra!)
rappers do not like me (“brra!”), i don’t give a f+ck (doo+doo+doo+doo)
rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up (b+tch!)
rappers do not like me (yeah), they say i’m not enough (“brra!”)
rappers do not like me, won’t you come and get some, cuz? (“brra, brra, brra, brra!”)

[verse 2: futuristic]
okay, lowkey, maybe highkey, know these rappers do not like me (uh+uh)
’cause i cracked the code, i made the mold, and everyone can bite me (ha)
it’s unlikely that you talk up on the web but want to fight me (uh+uh)
’cause in person, you a b+tch, i took a picture with your wifey (b+tch)
yo, say “cheese” for the camera (ayy), i’m a pro, you a amateur (ayy)
n+ggas get real weird when they get a lil’ clout, but we both know you broke as a janitor (ayy)
[?] he never been a fan of ya, i got goons that’ll handle ya, i don’t wanna shake hands wit’ ya (ooh)
i got three+mill’ chillin’ in the bank right now and i ain’t even got a manager (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
’cause i be on my sh+t, you should quit, hate is for the weak (okay)
made it from the mud, but you stuck, blamin’ it on me (no way)
that’s a trip, but acknowledge them? wait and we gon’ see (okay)
wanna diss? book me for a feature, eat you for a fee (woo, woo, woo)
it’s indieamplify, ample time to spit it and tantalize (uh+huh, uh+huh)
handsome guys, still k!llin’ it, all you do is fantasize (uh+huh)
handle mine, i know they mad at me, but i just love ’em
that’s the last guy that came and dissed me, how i ended that discussion, come on
[chorus: crypt]
rappers do not like me ’cause i see right through they bullsh+t
rappin’ ’bout a life they do not life, you cannot fool crypt
spittin’ ’bout them guns, but they know nothing ’bout them full clips
and if i laid a chopper on they lap, you’d see they full of sh+t

[post+chorus: crypt]
rappers do not like me (“brra!”), i don’t give a f+ck (doo+doo+doo+doo)
rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up (b+tch!)
rappers do not like me (yeah), they say i’m not enough (“brra!”)
rappers do not like me, won’t you come and get some, cuz? (brra, brra, brra, brra!)
rappers do not like me (“brra!”), i don’t give a f+ck (doo+doo+doo+doo)
rappers do not like me, throw my middle fingers up (b+tch!)
rappers do not like me (yeah), they say i’m not enough (“brra!”)
rappers do not like me, won’t you come and get some, cuz? (“brra, brra, brra, brra!”)

[outro]
+noises of a shovel digging into the ground+

- crypt rap lyrics

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