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vex the mc - gotta tell 'em lyrics

intro:
“you have a good day, matt.”
“f-ck you, cory.”
“thank you.”

verse 1:
now i got a narrative for ya, let’s count it down, b-tch
i’m ‘bout to hit ‘em, i’m flippin’ around the sound, b-tch
you thought i’d fit it simplistic and f-cking let it sit
while reminiscing ‘bout how i used to think i would sound? sh-t
first incarnation, get rid of patience, i’m sp-cing out
my mind is racing now and i need to get rid of this anger now
sure, there’s a bit of immaturity it stirred in me
spurred me to make some verses littered with cursed absurdities
faced with adversity in the workplace
currency was currently on the brink of sinking into obscurity
so what the h-ll did i get to do?
i could have taken the high road, but man, i took the cynic route
i got a thousand different lines that i coulda spit to you
but some of ‘em fit better in other spots, like a d-ck in b–bs
the rage is still awake, i didn’t hit the snooze
and cory is still a b-tch every single time that vid gets views

verse 2:
that felt good to get off my chest, what did you expect?
i got enough sh-t on my desk
who’s gettin’ it next? who’s ready for a kick in the neck?
i’mma f-ck up your way of thinkin’ like a d-ck in the head
i’m coming to kick it with b-tches that didn’t get into my sh-t yet
because they think that i’m different, you wit’ em?
i’ll whittle ‘em down to a fraction, convince ‘em in only an instant
f-ckin’ up my pay, what, how many times in nine months?
maybe that’s the reason that i was so f-ckin’ hyped up
shoutout to my girl for gettin’ lit right off of five blunts
gotta smoke the good sh-t ‘fore it dries up, right hun?
but what the h-ll does that have to do with this track?
i’m not here to be a hooligan or act foolish with rap
i’m here to share my views and put my whole crew on the map
gotta stay with the changes to show that you can adapt
whether you on the side or the front or you in the back
i’m here to spit that sh-t i call hallucinogen rap

verse 3:
i kick it for thugs and grannies, nuns and baddies
whether you pack a gun or a f-nny, drink rum or natty
whether you’re rollin’ with your homies smokin’ up in the barrio
or stayin’ up late in your parents’ bas-m-nt playin’ super mario
i’m bringing my turbulence to urban or suburban kids
who listen to my sh-t and b-tch like
“i ain’t ever heard of him!
did he say mario? what is this nerdy sh-t?
my favorite rapper’s macklemore and i don’t like this dirty sh-t!”
while rappers sound similar enough, you’d think they share a pen
i’m over here like “look, ma, they got comparisons!”
i got a lot on my mind, and i’m pretty alright with sharing it
just like your typical, politically unrefined american
whether or not you find another one of my lines hilarious
or come across a rhyme with knowledge that’s worth carrying
i hope you find something you can relate to in my music
and if not, well then i f-ckin’ hate you, you stupid b-tch!

hook:
what do you say when someone’s hatin’ on a homie?
when they life seems like it just be vacant and it’s lonely?
gossip, gossip, motherf-cker’s be nosy
gotta tell ‘em, gotta tell ‘em, gotta tell ‘em
what do you say when someone’s hatin’ on a homie?
when they life seems like it just be vacant and it’s lonely?
gossip, gossip, motherf-cker’s be nosy
gotta tell ‘em, gotta tell ‘em, gotta tell ‘em
blow me

outro [initial g scratch]:
“thank you.”

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