Call Out

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[Intro] I'm gonna try to one take this shit with no lyrics Cause I lost the file to this shit Got damn [Verse] My fucking tempers getting shorter Temperature's getting lower Razor is getting bloody Rappers bout to be kosher Get ready for rappers woofing for attention and money The genuine's plummeting, new cats clogging the plumbing No stopping my love for the craft Glad I'm back in action I can make 'em extinct I dare you to throw a flag in Back again and better, opinions are all invalid Coming for all the bitches who false claiming they trapping I've been kicked back in the sidelines, watching Rap It pissed me off when I find time swatting rats And you ain't trapping, bitch I'm sick of niggas fibbing hard 66 switches, hitting your ribs, stiffened scars They try to diss but they're kissing ass, licking balls You ain't a G, I see you steady ripping 'em off I like to bake & sing, see me with a cake and strings Take you to the lake & swing banging some Tenacious D You think you're raw, come closer See if I don't launch you over heights Taller than a swamp holding a ton of monstrous boulders You think your new dance is talk of the town? I get the bitches dropping 'em down while knocking my sounds You do your shows hollering, whiling and hopping around And you still wondering why you just haven't gotten a crowd It's cause you suck, bitch, you fuckin' suck, bitch It's cause you suck, bitch, you fuckin' suck, you suck bitch [Outro] (So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains And we never even know we have the key) *Coughing followed by laughter* (EKwesco) The key to what?! (J. Stankshit) No he says, "We've been living our whole lives in chains, and we didn't even know we had the key" ......y'all some dumb motherfuckers!
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