| Okay, I’m corny, all my songs are super boring
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| I’m like Macklemore on crack if he smoked until he was forty
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| I’m a racist, I’m a sexist, I tried too hard to be cool
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| I’m a clickbait rapper, I paid for all of my views
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| I got white-white-white privilege leaking out my eyes when I cry
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| And I’m always shed in tears 'cause it’s hard to be white
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| My girlfriend writes my raps, I hope I never get dumped again
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| I hate to live tard, so I must be republican
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| Now my Gucci is fake, I got this Louis on sale
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| I’m a snitch like Tekashi, so I will never see jail
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| I look just like the mumble rappers that everyone hates
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| I braid my hair like a girl, put tattoos on my face, ya
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| Why do you keep talking 'bout me? |
| Everything’s been said
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| All that hate, it isn’t healthy, you might end up there
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt, kick your butt
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| Okay, I’m corny and whack, I’m horrible trash
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| I’m the worst rapper alive, and I’m ignoring the facts
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| I try too hard to be edgy, my bars are garbage, you win
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| I’m one hundred percents pure grade, a Colombian cringe
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| And if rap was a game you could play with your friends
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| I’d be the SoundCloud rapper boss you fought at the end
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| Look, I’m so thirsty for clout that I’d slap my mama for fame
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| I’m thirty, but I look like I’m your grandfather’s age
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| I’m like Joyner Lucas corny had a baby with Logic
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| The doctor dropped it on his head and said, «That's a Tom MacDonald»
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| I smell like MGK just ate a burger and farted
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| And my face tattoos look like I fell asleep at a party retarded
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| Why do you keep talking 'bout me? |
| Everything’s been said
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| All that hate, it isn’t healthy, you might end up there
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt, kick your butt
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| Retard, loser, you’re so gay, you’re so corny, you’re so lame
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| You’re unhappy, so you call me names
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| Been the same since seventh grade: angry, sad and full of hate
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| Take it out on me 'cause you’re in pain
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt
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| They call me a loser, say I suck
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| Tell me I’m ugly, well, so what?
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| You’re so stupid, are you drunk?
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| Say it to my face, and I’ll kick your butt, kick your butt |