muze sikk - ooooohhhhh shit!!! lyrics
fake smiles and grapevine lies
we got a few more miles on this transit ride
hand outs are mine
your too late and whine
and when the push comes to shove your falling out of my sight
as i ascend all these excess pestering
pedestrians shed from my set of wings
yo
i told you already i’m the best to these
so called rappers with no destinies
to manifest
i told you; no rest for kings
so why take a recess when i’m the best to these
so called rappers with no destiny
indy heat
m-ss transit
that’s the recipe
f-ck around get shredded on a beat
your less than me
you ain’t heading toward no destiny
i mean i hate to be the one to tell you straight to your face but
your whole entire case is a waste
i mean
if i happened to walk into a bank
with a cane an ak and a couple grenades
would you open the safe or would you give me a break?
american idiot
subliminal slave
whatchyu mean by that?
(way to much)
x4
for a dumb mf that ain’t goin no where
to understand
so why you staring ?
blah blah blah blah
stfu b-tch
(mumbling)
man you know who tf it is
muze sikk in this f-cking b-tch
muze sikk finna f-ck yo b-tch
put a hashtag right before that sh-t
b-tch you already know imma master
b-tch you already know that i p-ssed ya
girl you already know id tap that -ss tho
(hook)
all these mf think they know me but they dont know
nothing bout sh-t
(you dont know me)
x2
for real tho i gotta get honest
man middle finger f-ck that college
but man you should go to college
what the f-ck im gonna get from college?
all they gonna tell me is
hey good job your a mf genious
hey get a job it’ll work out believe us
10 years later your like “why did i believe them?”
all these mf thinking that the brother with the super duper flow is gonna turn it off
but i dont understand sh-t that you sayin
wait till a mf
get paid
and when i get that mf money imma be like f-ck it
imma buy myself a yacht
and i think its really funny
cuz you sound like a dummy every time you f-cking talk
like blah blah blah blah blah
something bout tv
something bout nonsense
what sports?
mf job?
huh?
mf news?
huh?
mf what?
sh-tty old people tunes?
you know all i do is rap
you know all i do is f-ck bad b-tches with big ol fat -sses
your standards low as f-ck and that b-tch was hit
but you still had to hit cuz you a b-tch
you chase p-ssy
i chase chips
like the fat boy
see me dropping bombs like the fatboy
y’all talk more gossip than a mf tabloid
all i do is talk about making money
you ain’t on sh-t thats why i think your funny
funny like odd not jim carry funny
chasing that lettuce like go go bunny
ain’t no 9 to 5 gonna make you dimes
imma shine and make mills from rhymes
muze sikk do not disappoint
if your here to get money then you missed the point
minimal syllables when i k!ll em with intervals
b-tter your b-tches m-ffin
something like a dinner roll
ready for war m-ss transit general
chief of the tribe like a god d-mn seminal
stealing my flow like a god d-mn criminal
imma do you one up
hit your girl with a finger roll
she hit a high note like a god d-mn singer tho
bet i get real real hot next thing you know
im rich as f-ck
(hook)
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