| You know you fucked up, bro
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| You know you fucked up
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| You know?
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| Tommy Gun shit
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| How much wood can the woodchuck chuck
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| If the woodchuck looked like you? |
| (bitch)
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| I’ma have fun, when the nigga here done
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| Yeah, the woodchuck would chuck none
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| Think you’re a big man with a shrimp dick, man
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| I’ma click-click-clack
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| I’ma tell 'em how I see it
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| The only bitch that I’ll bitch slap, turn you into riff raff
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| Nigga, I’ma kill 'em with the red blade
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| Gotta lift the fat when you get laid
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| You a waste of time like a blunt blade
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| Em and your mum need my upgrade
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| L for days, I’m switching plays
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| I fuck with FaZe, the no-scope then I hit and blaze
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| In the same room we both know you can’t afford
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| You need my shit so take the shit
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| Your content shit, your Twitch is shit, your 'gram is shit
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| I find it hella funny needing Cal to help save your shit
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| You really are a pussy (shit)
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| Tell me, are you clean or a bushy?
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| Don’t fuck with you or that dumb one Ohio nigga
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| I took aim and I pulled the trigger
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| In the end tell me, in the end who’ll be bigger?
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| Yeah, yeah not you nigga, 'cause I’ma 8-figure all time pro
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| Not at the top so you really don’t know
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| Keep playing PUB, only game I see you winning as my enemy
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| The 3rd degree, the guarantee, na you don’t wanna battle me
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| 'Cause I’ma leave you in the dirt like a sesame
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| Brother you are not ready, top heavy prick with the pot belly, Rob Kelley, woah
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| You think that the diss at your king is the wise thing to do while I’m feeding
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| you?
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| I’ma keep calling you fat 'cause that’s all of the shit that I see in you
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| All 6 side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group
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| Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a 6 feet
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| Earthquake, earthquake
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| Yeah, see a nigga move then earthquake, earthquake
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| Yeah, see a nigga lose then earthquake, earthquake
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| Game over
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| You ain’t ready for business, you on the run, fitness
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| Are you fat or you pregnant
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| Like a mix of a dyke and a feminist
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| Fat rolls on your stomach and your neck and wrists
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| Cross eyed Ron Weasley with the breasts and shit
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| Everyone in Sidemen is irrelevant
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| What views did you get before heaven sent
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| KSI to your life let’s measure it
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| That’s none and y’all been his bitch ever since
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| How you so fat but your bank is not?
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| And you’re living in the house JJ done bought
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| I’ma wait til your weight is lost
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| Gotta live with your boobs like Megan from Drake and Josh
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| All the titles is aimed for me
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| Another diss track trend that was made for me
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| PewDiePie fell off, it’s a shame to see
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| Yeah his views ain’t the same, like he changed beliefs
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| Yeah, they always hate on me, I don’t listen
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| I’m too busy getting laid, Hawaiian necklace
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| I don’t want to talk about those Ohio bitches
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| Talk shit but they soft like Brian Griffin (ay)
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| Pullin' up to my house that’s a no-no
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| Come again you gon' get the action like a GoPro
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| Jake, how you get dropped from your own show?
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| Try so hard to ride the wave like a rowboat
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| But you gon' float, that’s your girl? |
| Ugh!
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| Yeah you cuffed the wrong one like a dumb cop
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| Nick come out the closet, why you wear that same shit every day like Spongebob?
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| All these niggas thinking they can speak
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| Still I’m making more than them a week
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| These pussies on contract, don’t bother trying or replying with a comeback
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| You think that the diss at your king is the wise thing to do while I’m feeding
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| you?
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| I’ma keep calling you fat 'cause that’s all of the shit that I see in you
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| All 6 side boys hating 'cause this nigga was the man in the whole group
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| Nigga in the room, writing words for the tomb, 'cause I come in with a 6 feet
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| Earthquake, earthquake
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| Yeah, see a nigga move then earthquake, earthquake
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| Yeah, see a nigga lose then earthquake, earthquake
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| Game over
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| You ain’t ready for business, you on the run, fitness
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| Yo, you thought I forgot about you little boy?
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| Yo, these niggas ain’t ready. |
| Yeah!
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| Little boy tryna get involved, come on then, come on then
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| Let’s get involved, you prick
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| Posh boy, now wanna rap
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| Posh boy, now when I scrap
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| Posh boy, bout to get clapped
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| By the end of the verse, you’re gonna wish you never did that
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| Wish you never hit back, just a little boy get a feeling when I get him with a
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| click click click clack |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Earthquake , by - KSI. Song from the album Disstracktions - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп