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WHAT THE HIP-HOP HELL IS THIS?

BUTTERMILK JESUS
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(Sudden-) Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh Lately, every word to come out my mouth Been fired straight from the hip I've been living on Colored People time I'm getting there when I get (When I get) Lately, I've been trying not to go outside I hate how people get (Get) What was your past rate? (Uh) You keep changing We might have to castrate What the fuck Where's the hits? Yeah I heard all your beats, wasn't hits I can't help that you're talentless (Uh-Uh) What the hip-hop hell is this? Oh you mad, you not on some list Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Come on) Uh, Shake it, Shake it, Shake it, Shake it Shake that shit (Ayy) You tried to swing and you- (Uh, uh) Ain't make that shit Every shot that you take is a brick (It's a brick) Every brick that you throw is a miss (It's a miss) Niggas wearing your house on they wrist (On they wrist!) Bet the house, you ain't touching shit Pay your rent, get off of my dick, bitch (Yeah) Lately, I've been trying not to go outside I'm still not doing shit Layin' the Smackdown on jabronis 'Cause they not followin' the script When it comes to getting this money (Uh, uh) I'm aimin' for that white like I'm Twigs Told this white girl that I'm scared (Let's go) Niggas that grew up on crackers they whole life Be tweeting, go ho type that shit (It's facts) It's a trip Oh you mad, you not grammy picked? (Grammy picked) You're so sad, you not on some lists (On some lists) What the hip-hop hell is this? Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Marcus ain't die for this shit Rosa ain't sit for you bitch (Shake it, shake it, shake it) Lately, I've been letting these rappers talk on these beats About some schemes (Surprise, nigga!) In the suburbs watching 10-90 Jake and lyin' 'bout who they is Let's just get this clear one of you bastards touch me You dyin' right where you is I'm a self-defense specialist Get your brains blew like a crip Like a crip Oh you mad, you not getting rich? You so sad, you not making hits? What the hip-hop hell is this? Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Martin ain't die for this shit (Bitch) Lately, every word to come out my mouth Been fired straight from the hip (The hip) I've been living on Colored People time I'm getting there when I get (When I get) Lately, I've been trying not to go outside I hate how people get (Get) What was your past rate (Uh) You keep changing We might have to castrate What the fuck Where's the hits? Yeah I heard all your beats, wasn't hits I can't help that you're talentless What the hip-hop hell is this? Bitch, Malcolm ain't die for this shit (Uh-uh) Martin ain't die for this shit Rosa ain't sit for you bitch Man, Thomas ain't die for this shit Man, Huey ain't die for this shit Man, any of you- for shit John Brown ain't die for this shit (Let's go!) Like judge ordered the truth in this bitch (Ok!)