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I Hate Rap
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I Hate Rap è stato pubblicato il 25 febbraio 2025 da Four Finger Distro come parte dell'album 2 Cents
Album2 Cents
25 febbraio 2025
EtichettaFour Finger Distro
LinguaEnglish
BPM54
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I fucking hate rap
But I always punch above my weight class
You told me I should quit, no take backs
You told me I was shit, no take backs
Now I’m fucking rich, no take backs
Yeah I’ll fuck your bitch, no take backs
I know you love my shit, no take backs
I fuckin’ hate rap
Just Biden my time like Obama’s vice
Wading for my moment all my life
Now I got you thinking you wanna die
I’m a time bomb ticking personified
This is my dream
Before the age of texting this was my scene
I make connections, these kids are the meme
Where the baby’s flexing, I rip at the seams
Their temperature’s mild, fair weather
I’m reckless and wild and don’t care whether
Their message is violence, I dominate the matrix
But I never needed to wear leather
Don’t at me
Goats ask me to ghost rap whole albies
Your shows lack the folks that go rowdy
Our hoes throw panties, we leave your show laughing
Who’s better than me is not a question
I made it apparent, I got it pregnant
If I catch you staring, I got a message
You should be preparing for Armageddon
These rappers are Karens in shopping centres
They don’t even care what the argument is
Talk shit on the internet
Contact my manager
To be embarrassments on my record
I fucking hate rap
But I always punch above my weight class
You told me I should quit, no take backs
You told me I was shit, no take backs
Now I’m fucking rich, no take backs
Yeah I’ll fuck your bitch, no take backs
I know you love my shit, no take backs
I fuckin’ hate rap
I’ll body you quick like a default avatar
While you lean out daddy’s car
Those models are hired, helicopters are rented
You even put a lease on the caviar
What a day, I’mma lay it down
Fucking eh, look at this 100k I found
Crack dealing is a front for the rap career?
Don’t you know it’s the other fucking way around?
I don’t wanna fuckin’ leave
There’s hoes in winter coats wearing nothing underneath
I ain’t running from police
I’m running for governor holding something up my sleeve
I’m like what’s it gonna be?
I could do Janet or I can Busta on the beat
You’re like butter on a piece of toast
Covering your bread when I touch you with the heat
I fucking hate rap
But I always punch above my weight class
You told me I should quit, no take backs
You told me I was shit, no take backs
Now I’m fucking rich, no take backs
Yeah I’ll fuck your bitch, no take backs
I know you love my shit, no take backs
I fuckin’ hate rap
Written by: Joshua Quentin Thorp, Sean Cameron Amsing
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