U Won't C Me

Mystic Bill

Score: 5
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Played: 2

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Electrogefuckel
Under 2000 listeners

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[Verse 1] Social media warriors slow Talk thru a board and get poked Guitars will get forced in your throat Want some remorse with it no Hard to record when you broke Stacked up my cheese How you gone catchup with me Try and u crashing your jeep Benz and the class is a c Bitch in the passanger seat With the heat by her feet So please Do as much as you can Cuz im doin what you can't Tough to handle ill tuck you in Fuck you mean what the fuck you sayn Watch the way that you talk This that long island new york Where yu gone find a few corpse What you won't find is remorse I put my heart in my raps with the passionate and pain ATGE thats after the game Yall ride my wave tryna capture the flame In the back of the acura catchin the brain Dont know this bitch dint askin her name Snakes all yall, changed yu ain't ain't actin the same Oh thats yo hoe givin ass to the gang What a shame how you sayin that we lackin, we ain't Stay deep in the depths of the beats for respect I dont speak for the green, i dont breathe for a check But a debt be the cause thatll lead to your death If you bet on my bars you gone bleed for the bread If you step to the squad? 14 to your neck More squeezin of tecs, caught eating ya flesh Poor reasoning yet yall seem to invest Get bored pour a lil codiene for the press Ceaseless supression of grief im a mess And im leaving my x but can't leave this depression Release of my stess and relief in the presence Of drugs cuz im substance and people dependent She said you un fucking believable devin Whatever I'm not here to leave an impression Forgetting what others Will see is a blessing This evil perfectionist pessimist Isnt recieving your messages So keep texting bitch On the book you always active On the block you always absent Have em shook im fucking laughin Said we got a problem if you ridin wit that fake shit Chopp pullout the choppers leavin bodies on the pavement You know that we ain't stoppin and we not the ones to play wit We dangerous, say we Bluffin we gone crush em like a lays chip I dont do no relationships Hoes know that i hate that shit Yu know your shit was only soundin better when your tape was mixed All of yall are fuckin up cause double cup the nation bitch Im ballin on you bitches feel like i be on my lakers shit Aye Bitch get fuck out my face Yall acting tough and you hate Skate and pull up to your place Then they have nothing to say Such a disgrace Cuts to the face Blood on the blade Your son throwing you shade You can do nothing to save you None of you rappers are safe Gang Sight bended light headed with a heavy heart Life ending white gremlin yall get shred apart Knife method fight petty if i get involved Shoulda served a life sentence right then but i was never caught Now think bout that bitch Rap my life i dont sing bout trappin Grab my knife then I spring out stabbin Features have a price so dont think bout askin Sleep on me but i ain't playin i ain't acting Yall be always buggin fuckin sayin i ain't snappin I dont use twitter i won't see it if you at me So catch me in action in oakdale or mastic The stu or the trap bitch im out here im active Fuck where im from ain't gon start it again But how can you diss and then follow the trend They hate that im different thank god that i am Cuz me being mes really bothering them Sending regards To all cuz you rappers pretend to be hard And you arent regarless of any your bars Which none of yall have yeah i said it you garbage Fuck you gone do Nothing you bustas can suck on my flute With taedo just spittin with dutchie and rugga On yayo no 50 i buck in the booth Ain't playing no games this ain't something to do Music means more to ya boy than you think Fuck it im scooping up lloyd at the bank Slump with my boo while im pouring up drank Leave me alone you annoying like dang Im going out with a bang Freinds will stab you again for the thrill When the bitch that you love tryna send you to jail All of your homies pretend for a deal And its good till you mention the pen then they sqeal Run a group not a farm we dont fuck with pigs Any rat snake snitch get cut to bits So bitch quick duck down ima bus a clip Hit a lick touch down and its fucking lit Addicted to the internet but fuck this shit I know youd be spiteful When something you made going viral but ain't have your name on the title Entintled to fame and thats final Fuck it dont call me im tryna work Yall thinkin its simple as rhyming a word Try findin the person Designing the shirts and The reason the dream didn't die in the dirt Per- perseverance First they fear it Got the best preformance and the worst appearance Curve adhearance burnt the mirrors Know they mad when they heard my lyrics Had em duck then quack like aflack Dapped him up then snatched his snapback Fast as fuck but nothing that bad Had to catch it on my snapchat Mad these rappers sound alike You clowing right put down the mic Verbal attacks im bound to strike And everyone around me down to fight We won't ever let up, neva Shred up beef to get my chedda Spendin gs and smokin lettuce I just tell them get they bread up If you dissin, wheres my head up Said ya comin out to get us? I just kno yall hella jealous Better figure out who said what Fuck an opinion yo ass dont get one Head cuts, death comes fast if ya mess up Knife in my pocket and Glock in the dresser Alot of you pop under pressure Aall acting foolishly Fuccin stab me shoot at me Nothing you do to me Trash or ruin me Snatching my jewerly Have shit to prove to me None of you out here are matching me musically