I Ain't Shit Songtext
von Mesus
I Ain't Shit Songtext
I know, I know
What the fuck do I know?
I′m just a loudmouth, white boy that grew up 'round South Chicago
My life′s been perfect, right?
I don't deserve it, right?
Keep throwin' dirt, like words they write are going to hurt me, right
I ain′t shit
I ain′t shit
Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch
You said I'm the shit
Yeah, I′m the shit
I know, but tell the haters
Thanks for the reminder, bitch
I know, I know
Playin' hide and seek with the internet
Where the fuck do I go?
For months at a time
Hit ′em with a couple rhymes
Let 'em know they can′t fuck with my flow
I know, I know
Lot of people talk tough
But, won't say shit to my face
But you see the way I grew up
I ain't built like kids these days
I know, I know If I hit you, you gon′ fuckin′ sue
I know, I know 'cause you′s a bitch, that's what you do
I know, I know that face you wear ain′t real, that mask ain't you
I know, I know some folks in J′s that stomp you black and blue
I know, I know
You know everything about me, 'cause you heard one song
Even though you missed half the fuckin' words
And, the other half, heard completely wrong
I know, I know
Even though, I take the time to put the lyrics in the description
Mothafuckers won′t read it
But, will still proceed to misinterpret it, and find a reason to diss, huh?
And, I know, I know
You′re tired of hearin', "I know"
But you can all get fucked, ′til you sing a high note
Speakin' of a high note
Got a song droppin′ this summer, with a future that'll blow your fuckin′ mind, oh
And I know, I know
When I get in my zone
No rapper compares, not even my clone
Not even your favorite rapper, usin' my flow
On a demo tape, from when that one dropped in nine four
Whoa
I know, I know
What the fuck do I know?
I'm just a loudmouth, white boy that grew up ′round South Chicago
My life′s been perfect, right?
I don't deserve it, right?
Keep throwin′ dirt, like words they write are gonna to hurt me, right
I ain't shit
I ain′t shit
Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch
You said I'm the shit
Yeah, I′m the shit
I know, but tell the haters
Thanks for the reminder, bitch
What the fuck do I know?
I′m just a loudmouth, white boy that grew up 'round South Chicago
My life′s been perfect, right?
I don't deserve it, right?
Keep throwin' dirt, like words they write are going to hurt me, right
I ain′t shit
I ain′t shit
Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch
You said I'm the shit
Yeah, I′m the shit
I know, but tell the haters
Thanks for the reminder, bitch
I know, I know
Playin' hide and seek with the internet
Where the fuck do I go?
For months at a time
Hit ′em with a couple rhymes
Let 'em know they can′t fuck with my flow
I know, I know
Lot of people talk tough
But, won't say shit to my face
But you see the way I grew up
I ain't built like kids these days
I know, I know If I hit you, you gon′ fuckin′ sue
I know, I know 'cause you′s a bitch, that's what you do
I know, I know that face you wear ain′t real, that mask ain't you
I know, I know some folks in J′s that stomp you black and blue
I know, I know
You know everything about me, 'cause you heard one song
Even though you missed half the fuckin' words
And, the other half, heard completely wrong
I know, I know
Even though, I take the time to put the lyrics in the description
Mothafuckers won′t read it
But, will still proceed to misinterpret it, and find a reason to diss, huh?
And, I know, I know
You′re tired of hearin', "I know"
But you can all get fucked, ′til you sing a high note
Speakin' of a high note
Got a song droppin′ this summer, with a future that'll blow your fuckin′ mind, oh
And I know, I know
When I get in my zone
No rapper compares, not even my clone
Not even your favorite rapper, usin' my flow
On a demo tape, from when that one dropped in nine four
Whoa
I know, I know
What the fuck do I know?
I'm just a loudmouth, white boy that grew up ′round South Chicago
My life′s been perfect, right?
I don't deserve it, right?
Keep throwin′ dirt, like words they write are gonna to hurt me, right
I ain't shit
I ain′t shit
Yeah, I know, I heard you the first time, you bitch
You said I'm the shit
Yeah, I′m the shit
I know, but tell the haters
Thanks for the reminder, bitch
Writer(s): Huy Tran, Charles Cossetti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

