Correction Paroles Grave Robbers par Chvse

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I think y'all forgot that I can rap
All that storytelling, all that heartfelt shit
Y'all forgot that your boy had bars
So let's get it (Whoo, Yah)

If my bitch cheats, then that's a reason to leave her
Spike a piece of pizza, with a pinch of the ether
The reason you ain't poppin' 'cause you cheefing the reefer
They yellin' f*ck education like you sleep with the teacher (Wooh)
Talk shit but still, it's me on the speaker
Sign a deal and got f*cked like you was Mia Khalifa
Fake affiliated thugs'll be receivin' the heaters
So you should chug it if you wonder if I 'ma leave it to Beaver (Uhuh, Ya)
'Cause y'all scream from the bleachers
Never had bad shit, I steady beast on a feature
When you passin' me the money you unleashin' the beast
And I'll grab the mic and kill the beat while screamin' "Hasta la vista"
Like I'm the terminator
Shit I'll wake up just to serve a hater
Perpetrators, talking hard you'll get to murder later
They always say they want smoke
But then they go and put a filter on it like they puffin purple through the percolator
f*ckin' tasteless, these pussies never heard of flavor
I'm trumpin' artists with my lyrics every term is greater
You trying to leach off other rappers while you burn their paper
f*ck it I'll reciprocate the loving till I earn a favor (Yuh)
It's like you babies never heard of labor
Impersonators see my section like a surgeon's laser
Certain failure, you petty spitters pretty secured of nature
But now it's time to leave the features to return the sailor
That should be easy since I see you like to ride the wave
You getting queezy feeling seasick of the lines of lay
I like to ride a ram a day? I never tried to find a vein
Y'all just steady copied off the last of what they tried to say
So find a lane
'Cause all the real artists see that artistry's a part of me and honestly, you following
You never made a name
You only do what they're acknowledging, but I 'ma do what I been doing
So they all acknowledge me (Yah)
I'm never switching for a trend set
I dead set, give away on who would trend next
But when you grew up off a trend that you depend
Then it's hard to stay afloat when you been flying in a led zep
The noose cranked like they been building with the lego blocks
Models now are so hot that all the men'll pause
But I only f*ck 'em after they hit menopause
So it's a no if you get bloody like my dental floss
Cause older women like to do it with their mouth
And girls nowadays are sounding fake and do it for the clout, what?
Y'all don't see it so instead of f*ckin grannies
There's no need to pull it out and bust in the nooks and crannies

Lord save me
Man I'm crazy
Getting knee deep o lady
They would constantly praise me
So they constantly play me
With a body of J Lo
And a mindset of Jay-Z
With the force of a pay flow
On a high note like Sway Lee

That'll never happen, so I'll stick to rapping
Get it, said I guess I'll f*cking stick to wrapping
My own hand around my dick until it spits
It's like I'm rapping next to L.I.G.A though, 'cause this shit's getting messy
I need another napkin in a bapkin
We ain't f*cking for a passion
We don't f*ck it then we pass it to the homies who ain't have it
'Cause this is status, it's something that I practice
We livin' for each other we ain't livin' for a bad bitch
I'm back spittin' shit the wickedest past been
Who's sicker than a dick inside a syphilis trash bin
See, I got writtens, but I figured the wack shit
'Cause I'm higher than a bird on a ridiculous crack binge
These fake fans hate your music but they like you
They call me diabetic because they think that I'm the type to
Like you up and eat the p*ssy like it's Thai food
And keep the goods cooking in the kitchen like your wife do
Man I don't fight you I'd rather let you envy me
Takin over your mind and killing you slowly with the jealousy
'cause you can ride the wave, but to me, you're in a separate sea
So you can eat my ass like a f*ckin' human centipede
Shit I'm a villain like the sinister six
It's the same ones talking who ain't been in the shit
I'm like a fake doctor I'm flipping the script
I call these bitches graverobbers 'cause they digging my dick
It's Chvse

Look, I f*ckin' told y'all guys I had bars still
Aight, I want you to tag every reaction channel, see if they can break them down
I guarantee the only one who is gon' break this shit down is "Hola" and "No Life Shaq"
Maybe Duane if he is listening close, huh, huh, tag 'em all, let 'em know what's up
Your boy is back (Wooh)

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