generational high - empathy (aus) lyrics
[intro]
f*ck’s this mf doom ass beat bruh?
f*ck it man yous can’t tell me what to make
emp
[verse]
my b*tch was tellin’ me that she want a bbl
but she already thicker than everybody else
so i said “baby maybe that’s a lil’ overk!ll”
she said “nah need these b*tches that be clowning on me jel”
aye, told me that she wanna kiss and doesn’t f*ckin’ tell
’cause she ain’t tried the caps and yet i had her on f*ckin’ 12
her dad can’t know that, i done snuck out off the sill
with a bag full of boof, only evidence the smell
now i finally get to know her, got her outta the class
i wasn’t expecting nothing from her but she giving me ass
not the type to give it up to anybody that ask
but she was knowing what she wanted heard my ecstasy bars and aye
i keep a fly b*tch by the kid, you keep a wack b*tch by the mids
no wonder you pressed bruh
i’ll take her out if she give mouth
i hate the way i am so i do drugs
and hide behind ’em, take a perky jus to pout
way she feelin’ from the d*ck it like an epidural
work a word around and treat another rapper like a urinal
imma cop a f*ckin’ couple zips, but still to me it’s frugal
homies beg i find a topic like i’m zay
but i bet you could take anything i say and couldn’t top it
coppers find me cagey like the pope ’cause i’m a prophet
came to pick ya pockets
told ’em they ain’t keep up ’cause they nodding off
and empathy be sneaking by ’em while they sleeping on him
aye, you know the story
sh*t is more classic than some ’03 jordans
that’s the year i was born, you know the story
rhymes could build fortress, uh
you know the story, b*tch
cashier b*tches really wanna play the pick me
but they got worse service than that optus 5g
if you asking me man, that’s bullsh*t
you best try find my leg and pull it
if you coming with that f*ck sh*t i’m upping
leaving, smokin’ on some dust
and took some drugs that make me bust a lil’ slower
so she cum a couple times before i’m done
acid got me seeing fragments i couldn’t imagine
chasing dragons, tasting tabs and took too much i’m seeing black
i’m chillin’ with my disposition in the middle of a trip
listening back to my masters like i really be the sh*t
’bout to k!ll it, bill ’em all won’t leave a witness
way i’m getting high i bet my f*ckin’ grandchildren feel it, motherf*cker
[outro]
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