Mumble Rap - Nore Davis

I aint got time to think about money, or what it can buy I just dont have the time Woooh Woooh Woooh Woooh Yeah, wooooh Yeah, oh oh Yeah, woooh Wooooh Oooh oooh Woooooohhh Wooooohhh Woooohhhh Woooohhhh Yeah ooohh Yeah ooohh Yeah

Dear Colson I wrote you but you still haven't posted The only time you rocked a full house Was when you were an Olson But anyways fuck it man Hows your little daughter Hopefully not getting involved with Needles like her drug addicted father I'm on another plane I'm so awoken You tryna emerge and see but crash, you sully choking And when I'm home alone bitch You're still Macaulay Culkin I'll march with the NRA to have this Machine Gun Kelley broken Tough little pistol Kelly Shit I'll fist you so hard till I hit your belly This dude is anorexic somebody get him a sandwich Mixed with Jelly I'm not even pissed, no really I'm ballin like a disco, silly Those jabs you missed though Nelly I'm comin for your wrist throat Kelly Come at me dawg, I'm sick Polio These haters are all liars coming out the woodwork like pinnochio I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi Okay I'm gettin side tracked Back to Kelly The fake makaveli Bandana round your throat Just fuckin do it Hang yourself stupid And Logan Paul will take a pic Jump off a roof and finally make a hit You're shady's bitch About to get smoked like a Jamaican Spliff This square'll get chopped up into bacon bits Ahh, what was I sayin shit Oh yea I wanna let people know this That I've noticed The comments, that I'm a shady clone and I believe that I am him, and I'm with Kim And I'm delusional There's something you should know I'm not a lunatic I just knew this shit That I used to get Myself exposure and it worked I'm on the news and shit You're laughing at me While I'm here laughing at y'all Talking shit behind a computer surrounded by walls And I'm gettin paid Probably fuckin your bitch That's why she doesn't answer your calls So fuck you all Fuck all of y'all I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi Marshall is taking to long Time for the Stans to unite To stand up and fight! Raising standards Like I am Stanford For every stanza I'm planning to write I can walk on water But still standoffish (off fish) You understanding my lines? Dismantling mics With candles to light This ouija board We handle tonight The rap devil's getting baptized The power of Jesus compels you (Sike) If anything needs to be exorcised on this guy it's a muscle Like bashir's mum, son We gettin ready to start a dizaster I'm wiping away you scum chunks Like switching a carbon reactor Y'all ain't shit but a cum dump See man I'm trashing this wrapper But we know this don't actually matter This is just the calm before Marshal gets at ya Bitch wait You're a shit stain Are you pussys mad at this click bait Fuck it I'll stick the tip of my dick In ya chick till the clitorous rips Knock Knock Knock Who the fuck is that? I dunno let me check Yo what up it's Kells Cleveland Yo throw a beat on Hand me the clippers his beard is weird Clippers? Uh yeah And a black shevel Shevel? don't you mean shovel No. I mean shevel Yeah where's the auto tune at? I'm sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats lets talk about it I'm sick of eating food when I see a dude I just walk around it I'm sick of being a stick and feelin like shit but I'm still Kelly So much seamen inside of my belly and now I am feeling it swelling Damn Shut up you hella thin skeleton You're just an irrelevant elephant In the room, soft as watermelon gelatin Gone off the deep end like louise and thelma did Lookin like a alien Local like L.A.N Where is chris hanson when We need to catch a man who's been Dangling his teenie little weenie on the gram again No wonder marshal's panicking you're gonna get hammered in Switch Keep screwin around you might be the Dumbest motherfucker since Justin Bieber Or logan paul when he tried to tweet a Diss up against Chris D'elia This overtatted bony bastard lookin like some molten plastics Thinner than the strings of woven baskets Hopeless codeine addicts Homeless brad pitts Looking like a nazi who would vote for fascists Dome on acid go gadget Straight into a closing casket Collecting heads like sleepy hollow Y'all don't know me but you need to follow Eminem's the goat and Kelly is dope But both will overdose and not see tomorrow Damn. That's a hard pill to swallow I'm in the car now and I killed the bottle Tekashi in the trunk Lil Yachty in the front and I'm driving drunk Into the wall bro Thank you ladies and gentleman for listening Sincerely, Stan I hate these mumble rappers They go "DA DA DA DI" Catch me in a maserati (Skkkkrttt) Or a fucking buggati That I don't own I rent, to be somebody I don't know (Lil Pump) I don't know (Lil Pump) Lil Yachty I'm a Jambaddi

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto