nemesiidae - fuck yo style lyrics
[nemesiidae]
nowadays, rap’s what cowards crave
write down whinin hear how it plays
why i’m rhymin cause calloused days
my fingernails scratchin at a shallow grave
(back to the point) stole the mic from top 40
while he was distracted deep-draggin a joint
drugs are headlinin, adaptin for the starlight’s odd
let’s see what phony rappers do for a klondike bar
my lines always cold, meanwhile try-hards
are actin all die hard, n puttin in side-farce
i’ve seen enough of the f-ckin att-tude
face-paint, look at me, hear an example dude
i’m takin that b-tch to the bas-m-nt and then
rape synonyms, cause i’m a storyteller like eminem
if you’re just sorta poor and roarin horrorcore
get a new hobby, new party, someone to accept that bs, i’ll reject your feature
[hook]
gangstas – f-ck yo style (choppers)
club brothas f-ck yo style (addicts)
stoners, poets f-ck yo style (you know it’s bogus)
activists f-ck yo style (have limits)
average f-ck yo style (figureheads) (college b-tches)
on-beat? f-ck yo style (on ri)
r&b (parody) f-f-ck yo style (be real), b-tch
listen to a lyricist i go f-ckin wild
[verse 2]
the lyrics need to be drivin n steerin your rhymin
get a real topic, somethin nice and bold
hippies talkin bout stupid vibes and souls
all while committin suicide without the rope
if you’re slow then i respect it you ain’t poe so don’t press it
rappin’s more than talkin it’s a lecture n not a message
if you ain’t quick n hectic n cut the beat – seconds
where suffering’s – present
need a buff or somethin for protection
wanna be a blood, holdin up the traphouse
back out, you’re just fakes with bad mouths
n i know that you’re novice no verse comin at me
so i’m insulting everyone in a minute’s proximity
the only talented dude around is ???
so wannabes sayin they rap give me dysphoria –
man i’m amateur but people know i rap and that
has sent a lot of badgerers after me, tryin not to give a f-ck but
[skit]
a: yo b, i heard you rap dog. nemesiidae man? i don’t believe in that sh-t
n: f-ck you talkin bout?
a: i don’t play around mang. i spit that fire mang. i could do that –
n: oh, you got a sh-tty verse for me?
a: nah, mang. i got some bars for you dog. i can rap up to the top of the shasta mountain-like mountains
n: yo whatever just spit em
a: got twenty dollars in my pocket mang
n: spit the f-ckin bars dude
a: check it: i’m a rapper. my b-tch is after. my d-ck just slapped ya
n: man shut the f-ck up before i rip your godd-mn throat out
[verse 3]
throwin gang signs but the opposite of pop a clip
my hypothesis your pants droppin for what yo momma did (spank sounds)
you’re not a modest b-tch i omit any wrong i did
admit to frol!ckin or pond dippin with charlie’s men
a nice charlatan, yeah certainly
your gimmick n image marred within past first degrees (burn)
make believe, you put no one through gat surgery
if rappers really were k!llers this the last you heard of me
this song concerns you
if you’re stuck in trap rappin then i’mma have to murder you
but i’m not claimin to press triggers, lead stickers
that’s as pathetic as a white kid that says n—
[bridge]
politics, yeah i know what i believe
druggies, yeah i know what i do and don’t
all this sh-t, is nothin to receive
unplug these, headphones and view the ropes
[hook]
[verse 4]
if ya show up in a tie-dye shirt
when they vent the venue don’t ask “why disperse?”
f-ckin flashy rappers you need to stop present-in
i get the same reaction to converse and watch replicants (can’t find my purse)
n take that m’allf-ckin snapback off, amateur
sweatin a team backpack loss, d-mn it ya
you really need to stop posin for cameras
style is a zoo, i’m just one of the animals
see the top of an ecological pyramid
check out nemes he’s unstoppable, nearin it
that’s without the help of my parents’ ends
buyin the help of the dearest trends
b-tches want ya to come buy, clothes they c-m by
style you cannot come by, no aid from alumni
if you so influenced by others’ op-in-ions
look at your failures, that’s your trouble winnin it
yo, my four biggest inspirations are a chopper (tech), poet (aesop rock), gangsta (pac) and
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