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motsar - forgot about me (forgot about dre remix) lyrics

[verse 1]
ayo, you already know
just an average joe, that’s got no dough
and got no doubt that your nose would grow
if you ever said that i got no flow
looking to set the example
and make you ask where the good rap go
but it’d be one h-ll of a low, if all i had to show
was me trying to top em and copy the flow
of em and dre. but then why listen to me
if you can listen to them anyway
for now, let me just sweep up your feet
with their beat, and the heat from the entree
oh look at motsar
showed up on a bike, not a car, with a loose handlebar
but he’ll always spit harder
than the sh-t that you wrote, that you’re calling a ‘bar’
hearing some of you rap
has bored me near to the point of a coma
and the beat is fire
but you got no content and you’re lacking a pleasant aroma
maybe i just don’t get your fake persona
like you couldn’t get a high school diploma
a cripple that’s missing the rap limb
and incapable of having good rapping
it’s like you’re just here copping a feel
your achilles heel is your missing appeal
and trying so hard to be funny
is turning you into as big of a joke as befunky i feel
and whether it’s raining or sunny, i will
be cooking up these raps just to spill
’em all over the mic, i’m done with the starter
here’s the main chorus i know that you’ll like

[hook]
nowadays, everybody want to talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about me
nowadays, everybody want to talk
like they got somethin’ to say
but nothin’ comes out when they move their lips
just a bunch of gibberish
and motherf-ckers act like they forgot about me

[verse 2]
girl’s are all about fun, like rap was all about guns
drugs, b-tches and knives
the cars that they drive
the cops that pull them over sometimes ending their lives
it’s like unfair dice
dedicate a track for when a friend dies
i despise the new imitators
that wear those ident-ties in disguise
cuz i don’t have to pretend
you know i’m not a gangster, but i still have the anger
they need to make you nuts like maniacs are
and get you moving to the track like it’s nascar
this stress this big
is slowly turning me into a lunatic
i must be losing it
take some rock and better do like everyone’s doing it
i’m feeling like a full moon on halloween
trustworthy like a magazine
cause i’m telling you it’s lean
but i’m handing ya motherf-cking kerosene
so this is it
the start of the new reality
where there’s me, your new emcee
and everybody else who can’t rap as well as me
hey
that was just a parody, don’t you get mad at me
actually f-ck that. i can rap better than
anyone at ish, and that ain’t comedy
and if any one of you want to compete
then stop spoiling the beat with the mumble sh-t
i can’t understand you sheep, all you do is bleat
actually all of you should just have a seat cuz

[verse 3]
i’m bilbo baggins
trying to steal the gold from dragons, cause it so happens
that we went from calling rebecca black
in friday’s bad to praising these auto tune f-ggots
i ain’t calling ‘em g-y, just really annoying
these pests are burrowing inside of my eardrum and growing
and their nests are forming next to the facebook posts of the kid
who’s pretentious and boring
me with their attention seeking sh-t
f-ck him. who’s he gonna snitch to when he’s 40?
man, and i get it that inside that
we all really wanna feel important
but i don’t wanna hear this
positive reinforcement seeking bullsh-t anymore and
it’s no longer i can keep ignoring
til i go off and peel you all like an orange
and i’m holding your peels and pieces
with one more message to tell. b-tches, learn to spell
take that second l
you put in my name and take it yourself
cuz none y’all can’t top these bars
written by the motherf-ckin motsar
and i give you wishes for your fruity disses
so that everyone will get to truly witness that

[outro]
“f-ck owen, f-ck tobo
suck my d-ck!”

- motsar lyrics

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