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Lil Problems
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Lil Problems은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 2월 14일일에 Awkward Intelligence Productions에서 발매되었습니다.Neon Mind
앨범Neon Mind
2025년 2월 14일
라벨Awkward Intelligence Productions
언어English
BPM83
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Fuck the mumble, I'm done with the trouble
All these "lil" clones clutter the scene, nothin' but rubble
We keep it raw, torch the track, watch the weak crumble
Skill kills the noise—real rap, not a subtle rumble
I'm hearing static from these rappers who can barely enunciate
A bunch of "lil" whatevers, every track they drop I mutilate
I salivate, hungry for prey, jump in the fray
They dribblin' nonsense, spittin' half-syllables all day
No real bars, I'm starvin' for that golden era spark
They sold their souls for catchy hooks and logos on they merch
I lurch, monstrous, conjure flows ferocious
Focus on the locus of dopest lines—take notice
You "lil" punks overdosing on your lean with no devotion
You fish outta water, flapping, lacking real emotion
Your fans in slow motion, sippin' hype for the culture
Vultures swoop in, exploit your brand like brokers
Fuck the mumble, I'm done with the trouble
All these "lil" clones clutter the scene, nothin' but rubble
We keep it raw, torch the track, watch the weak crumble
Skill kills the noise—real rap, not a subtle rumble
I'm a barbarian with words, bury your verse in the dirt
Mumble slur keeps you from the dessert you don't deserve
I heard you bragging 'bout your purse, your Gucci belt, or some shit
But the minute I mic-check, your presence is vanquished
I brandish syllable swords, cut the cord, up the ante
Walk the corridor of hardcore, I'm more than plenty
My vantage vantage, vantage point: your advantage vanish
Your antics vanish, vanish off the planet, man, I can't stand it
I'm savage, established, active, a cat with claws
Rippin' catwalk rappers in pastel draws, that's laws
I embody what they study but can't replicate, it's heavier
The pen's a machete, I dissect all you petty ones
Wield the weapon, no question, I'm stepping, slaying your section
Confessing: I'm possessed by aggression, come test and learn lessons
I can't bless 'em with guidance, your mind's stuck in a cage
I was raised on lyricism, can't degrade to your page
I wage war on your wave, shut it down from the shore
Flood the core with truth until you drown in rapport
Your shallow streams get devoured by a deeper flow
I'll break your ego with a single blow, lethal cameo
Adios to the clones, I'm prone to dethrone a foe
Hold the throne, grown from the gutter that you'll never know
Now watch me show how to murder a beat official
Send a missile at the tissue of your "Lil" initials—dismissed, fool
Fuck the mumble, I'm done with the trouble
All these "lil" clones clutter the scene, nothin' but rubble
We keep it raw, torch the track, watch the weak crumble
Skill kills the noise—real rap, not a subtle rumble
Written by: Christopher Alan Plogman
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