Lyrics:
the gossip
Yinz trippin, I'm skinny dippin with bad bitches
In Riviera with Maya, she looking tired now
I take her back to the room, and tell her quiet down
And a boom-boom
Here comes the Big Jew
I stay with them hot jams
Stand over yinz with the mic in my hand
See me
You bury your heads in the sand
God damn
I'm fly
stopping our own soil
From producing it's oil
Why were yinz liking
When the keystone pipeline
Got shut down
Now how's driving around town
With high gas
Calm down then I erupt again
Went to counselin' when I was young
Don't ask me how it fuckin' went
Hand on the wheel, swervin' on all of yinz
In my own
type time
But I think Yinz timing is wrong
Tweedle Dee Tweedle Dum
But that's not my concern
In a world where the whole world burns
In a world that you
Ugh, these liberty hoes are such a bore
I'm 412/724 whore and baby please ignore
These hot pink open sores
Now yinz guys don't be fussy
I'm here
not even drunk
That bar's weak was pour as fuck
Man, you drunk ass!
Yinz go ahead
I'll be in in a second, I gotta make a phone call real quick, just
wonder who gon' pray for me if I die
Who gon' lie for me if I’m tried
Yinz jumping ship when the levy dry
But my real ones screaming Semper Fi
I got mob
For lickle boys and gals who look just like me
Now yinz know why I'm here
I'm stubbourn lighting cigars with matches
Smooth like ashes
No slaves: Got
Man, yinz finna be in that bar all night anyway.
I don't matter how long I'm on the god damn phone anyway, shit
Damn
(Facetime ring)
Hello
You've
the same
Been like
Ain't been regular
Still different
Still ain’t regular
Yinz ain’t changing
How you call that improvement
What do you call the same
MIDDLE CHILDREN - SLUM IT
WE'RE GONNA SLUM IT
BUT YINZ AIN'T NO FUN
AND IT DON'T MATTER
EVEN IF YOU BRUNG A GOAT CHEESE SALAD
WE'RE GONNA SLUM
to little shops
Taking shots of clorox
Intermittent brain fog
Found the key to warlock
Most of yinz are jagoffs
Half of y'all are mascots
Social media
use it so I take control
While yinz are out there fishin
I will harness my ambition
To create a whole new meaning for my soul
My powers got him wincing
a play
Talking to Yinz and he said 8 a day
Married to money I can’t have a bae
Don’t talk to that nigga he can’t cut no check
All on the gram and he talk
to get all on these yamaka's
Thinking everything is Tomagotchi
Chia cheating it's a harming ya
Yinz know what you doing and how you do it
Sure you ain't
think this way
Reflection in the puddle
Distortion with my face
No space a cold case this is the human race
Last no food for 21 days yinz still eat three
honest, all yinz really annoy me
The last part, a part of the story, the fiction
Try me or my mob, with the K I'm always gripping
Oh hell nah
You ain't
be there when you got nowhere
Well Yinz got a bridge to my heart
For now and always
I'll be your city
Why don't we take a walk on down
honest, all yinz really annoy me
The last part, a part of the story
The fiction try me or my mob
With the K I’m always gripping
Oh hell nah you ain’t
eating Osso Buco
These boys getting ossified
Supersize, stupefy
Everything I do in life
Larger than an anaconda swallowing rhinoceri
Yinz already know
narrative
You gotta cover up, and embellish
Gossip and opinion, conjecture at best
Yinz can keep that schoolyard bullshit at arms length
Why are you throwing
Mystery Tour
If yinz wanna hear more
buy some merch at the store
Rate us with a 5-star score
It's the Bardic Mystery Tour
It's the Bardic Mystery Tour
It's
When that fucker tried to frame us
Yinz got his back
Slanderized and defamed us
Go suck on my crack
We don't care about your shitty little town
We
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