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marihoe! - stillmatic (tug) lyrics

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[verse one]

once upon a time not long ago!

there was a producer, not far from home!

but when he talks sh*t, they don’t let em talk back

because this little baby really thinks he’s all that

he came to little tug because he thought he was experienced

he’s feeling it, he wanted people to take him serious

started speaking to mister matic, t’ill he f*cked up

he wanted a conversation, all hе met was just tug

hey mister, don’t you want somе fashion tips?

or some pants that fit? let go of the bag of chips

maverick, he’ll fix you up a salad, quick!

you better hit the gym, because you’re more fat than fit!
you little maggot b*tch, fan of blabber lips

and after you blabber, ain’t nothing but a m*s*ch*st

i never wanted nothing to ever happen, kid!

snacking, sh*t! i’m shady and your canibus

can it smith! cause imma f*ckin’ smack this kid

oh wait! that’s not his girl, she’s captured, sh*t!

so sammy kiddo, i don’t really wanna have to diss ya!

mario?! where the f*ck you at! i miss ya!

[chorus]

mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

where for art thou mari*hoe?

just look at how far we flowed

say i’m your friend, but are we though?
mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

are you from the start rio?

or are you just a some bully kid, who goes fully in

and eats sloppy joes?

[verse two]

now at first, i don’t really wanna tackle dawgs

but one second you was begging back in battle block

the other second, you was mentionin’ that b*st*rd fraud

and if you wanna rattle, imma f*ckin’ blast you off!

you gotta be pinching me, just a wannabe mystery

after i saw you, no wonder you talk rotisserie

keep your lips sealed, i keep these bricks laid!

motherf*cker, i looked better than you in the six grade
you better suck it up cause imma get you in your knees boy!

don’t like them other f*cks and they can drink my pee boy!

the difference is that you eat and i don’t eat boy

but every time i talk to ya, ain’t bringing me joy

and every time you go to sleep you struggle to breathe

i overpower you, and now it’s true, c.w.d

you tryna say that i’m a b*tch, what a big baby

the blonde hair you got don’t make you slim shady!

take you to a jewish center, anybody——doing gender

i’m the fricking true inventor, won’t admit i do it better

using letters, who we sever, it’s apart of music shredders

like it’s lettuce, two inspectors, double s produced it better

wait! man! you can’t say that!

chhh, the toads said they want they’re voice back

and by the way i’m on the phone with mania

“we got a phobic” (everyone: adu, we’re on our way!)

[chorus]

mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

where for art thou mari*hoe?

just look at how far we flowed

say i’m your friend, but are we though?

mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

are you from the start rio?

or are you just a some bully kid, who goes fully in

and eats sloppy joes?

[verse three]

now i guarantee that both of us are shady kids

but how could i be messed up with some crazy tick

making fun of my stutter, i got some lazy trick?

b*tch, only your hair grease that can make me slip

get so boarded, you get bored in, your the source of the smell

you got your orphanage h**rded, for tryna shorten ya kelp

until i’m forcing the organs back in you, cord of a h*ll

you——f*cking orbit the corner, that’s unfortunate, well…

now it’s time for mania to travel to the suburbs

little motherf*cker, come outside! we got your little brother

and i refuse to listen to your incest theme

come and save your brother, pretend that he’s princess peach!

run in to your wife, enough with the sword fights

with mentally ill, idiots, still playing fortnite

who’s got a short spine, but still managed to happen

and have a four grind, as i knock on your door twice!

c’mon little b*tch! you better send me a beat quick

use my delicate needle and ripped in elegant pieces

separate p*n*s, run into his american cat too

choke it to death with my frickin’ telekinesis

started using my mind powers to investigate the background

wait what’s that? “i think i smell a hash brown”

we stepped into the kitchen, got this musical ring

“ahh! my ears burn!” he’s producing a beat! (get him!)

we started dashing to computers ‘fore he plays on tunes

and on the way we trample over stupid chaos crew

tryna save the world from hearing all that slop

krissy! homie, get his room and break his lap top!

what happened mario? told you stay healthy dawg!

all of a sudden the fool tries to tell me off!

“what happened to the way you was rapping when you was after it”

“using slurs but your wacker just because you abandoned it”

so i stabbed him twice, kept jabbing—christ!

he won’t die! protected by his fatter hides

he’s like jallie! keeps coming back for more

but he won’t fight back, i cracked his mom

doublem throws mario across the room

eugene shoved his foot up his ass, too!

kris breaks the kids spine, breaking it in half

smith just raging punching him for mocking his laugh

you aren’t a man, you f*cking fatty, sharpest fangs a starter pack

just on the map, we trotted back, he started flopping off the ground

“swamp the b*tch again!” you often with the sins?

(stomp him!) “switch feet!” (stomp him!) switch again!

(mania!) italy, kid, you’re chopped you isn’t it

rocked the wicked head, wanna talk some sh*t again?

oh sh*t! kris dawg, stop! off with it next!

i think sammy g, just popped and slit his neck!

[chorus]

mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

where for art thou mari*hoe?

just look at how far we flowed

say i’m your friend, but are we though?

mari*hoe, oh, mari*hoe

are you from the start rio?

or are you just a some bully kid, who goes fully in

and eats sloppy joes?

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