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L1ST3N

Album cover art for "L1ST3N" by G Shep & HeafLatin

G Shep & HeafLatin - Rap

L1ST3N

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July 3, 2024.

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[Intro: G Shep & HeafLatin] I was once a loner I feel like everybody was one Until I got older Why couldn't my life be as fun (Be as fun hah) I guess fun is in the eye of the beholder I guess reality was falling off my shoulder (Hahahaha) Crushing me like a boulder And I'm still getting older what the fuck is going on I feel the horror (Horror) [Bridge: G Shep] I don't wanna be an explorer but I gotta lot of reasons not to, I adore hurt Been kicked to the dirt, hanging up by my shirt. My whole entire life has been full of discomfort I was thinking, go get even like way back when, but I don't wanna start all this beef again I wanna feast on them, break em to pieces then I'll be even, Imma keep on fiending yo [Chorus: G Shep] Everybody Listen, Everybody Glistens I don't wanna list my image up and get my cover twisted I need a position, Don't need competition Because when I start spitting my opposition feels conflicted Checking definitions, Now we got a mission My addition to the game has got me feeling fucking winded With this recognition, Making some transitions. Why do I gotta quit, if this shit got permission Everybody Listen, Everybody Glistens I don't wanna list my image up and get my cover twisted I need a position, Don't need competition Because when I start spitting my opposition feels conflicted Checking definitions, Now we got a mission My addition to the game has got me feeling fucking winded With this recognition, Making some transitions. Why do I gotta quit, if this shit got permission [Verse 1: G Shep] Ay, fuck around and find out What you bitches crying bout? Imma make em wish they weren't trying to be fine now I rhyme about, acting out, getting bitches fried down, Timeout, can we get the track popping, no stopping, aight now We gonna settle these fights now Can you go do me a favor, not later, you hater, brain is fried like taters, who the fuck you got, a date or two? I can tell cus his bitch bit me with a gator tooth Bitch was bouncing, how she moved Bitch was frowning when you grooved Snitches looking like is you Switching up your attitude Ay, HeafLatin, that my dude [Verse 2: HeafLatin] Hey Try to listen real deep when I speak Cus I know we be at the peak of yo entire intelligence Oops I mean relevance Go now and start to distance yo self from a hell that we be in this instant, hah Don't you-Don't you-Don't you know bitches can't even make up yo entire existence Retire ya whole crew in an instance a blink of an eye from ya not having a solid stance Y'all follow each other around this bitch like ants Wearing the same old pants to prance around this whole town Humanity going down fast Insanity the only thing gonna last Gonna hang around No kind of respect for any aspect of our craft today Everything cheesy and Spoiled brats wanting everything easy peesy But what we doing not easy Why fuckers that don't listen to our reason, they fuckin committing treason Squeezing they necks till they start bleeding out the eye till they start wheezing hah This is not fucking cheezers bitch Last thing that ya seeing is me, me cheezing hah I know you're seeing me HIT EM! [Chorus: G Shep] Everybody Listen, Everybody Glistens I don't wanna list my image up and get my cover twisted I need a position, Don't need competition Because when I start spitting my opposition feels conflicted Checking definitions, Now we got a mission My addition to the game has got me feeling fucking winded With this recognition, Making some transitions. Why do I gotta quit, if this shit got permission Everybody Listen, Everybody Glistens I don't wanna list my image up and get my cover twisted I need a position, Don't need competition Because when I start spitting my opposition feels conflicted Checking definitions, Now we got a mission My addition to the game has got me feeling fucking winded With this recognition, Making some transitions. Why do I gotta quit, if this shit got permission [Outro: G Shep] Pack up your bags, Pack up the fags that sag. I know you ain't acting glad, glad, gla-gla-gla-glad

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Credits

Writers
  • G Shep
  • HeafLatin