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gabriel h. - la dissa promessa lyrics

[intro]
i ain’t got no motherf+cking friends
sucka ass, that’s why she don’t date juniors, you fat motherf+cker
conservatory, wop k!llers
you know who the realest is, filmmakers, we bring it too
that’s ight, ha ha
ha ha

[verse 1]
f+ck andy cesarini, let’s get this thing started
i hate to state the obvious, but it’s clear you’re r+t+rded
the only clothes you have are sh+tty sweaters bought at target
you want a girlfriend so bad, even though men are your market
at the cross roads, you realized she didn’t like you
evеn when you asked, she didn’t want to writе with you!
thank you, mr. minnek, for making him so spiteful
now he thinks he’s someone who can’t be trifled
yet, he likes to have his ass filled with a tripod
and act like he’s the camera for american psycho
maybe that’s the term for this fourth generation italian
who’s rejected him? let me get the stats and tally ‘em
even with all those reps, you just can’t run away from body fat
you claim to have muscles, yet everything always seems so godd+mn flat
whenever someone talks to you, you always say stupid sh+t like “chat”
wop wop wop wop wop, gabe, f+ck em up
wop wop wop wop wop, imma do my stuff
why you filming like a b+tch, ain’t you tired?
tryna bag a girl when she doesn’t date juniors
[verse 2]
how many francesco’s even are there in your life?
i dunno, but i know you failed ap psych
with your sh+tty driving, you should ride isaac’s bike
don’t even get paid for filming, maybe you should go on strike
you’re not even gonna rap, i suggest you drop the mic
you’re so f+cking ugly, yet somehow maggie’s what i like
maybe you were switched out for another italian baby
yet you’re the one with all that f+cking rabies
or maybe with all that fat, you should have diabetes
i know you’re failing calc, but do you know about isosceles?
of course you don’t, you’re not even taking the sat
i really think your parents should’ve worn some safety
lately, i think that you’ve been trying do date vainly
when you look in the mirror, you say “no one will take me”
prolly cause your ass seems to come off so g+yly

[verse 3]
i don’t even know what to write at this point
everyone knows you’re a failure that always disappoints
i don’t have game? let me make a counterpoint
you saw a stanley cup, and that fired up your joints
you did all the business work, that won’t give you brownie points
it seems that we were never ever on the same page
i can’t call you my friend, so in battle we must engage
you’re like a theater kid trying take center stage
even in the future, you’ll be making minimum wage
you always get rejected, so at the gym you’re enraged
that won’t get you gains, cause you’ll always look old aged
wondering why i’m running out of stuff to talk about?
it’s cause you’re so d+mn boring, my rhymes go in a roundabout
i’m getting kinda bored, let me finish this off
but like i told isaac, get down and suck my c+ck!
[outro]
f+ck andy cesarini

- gabriel h lyrics

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