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lirik lagu big mauer - the leftovers

[intro]
oh, boy. leftovers
yo, buy my demo motherf~ckers
yo, buy my demo, uh, uh
(big mauer!)

[verse 1: big mauer]
buy my demo no you won’t regret it
sell it for like tenfold while others rock it counterfeited
you listen to this then you best stay committed
cause we going up from here it’s sunlit bet it
you see me writing by candlelight
sipping black tea pen gripped real tight
celebrate me like vikings clinking h~rns like a bullfight
flipping my flow each track like a record scratching lеft and right

stamping tapes throw that sh~t in your deck
listen to mе cut sh~t up protect your neck
i made this beat what split cut my check
you heard me flip it again like you’re driving off triple sec
on my ghost rider sh~t chain hanging off the neck
punish your sh~t like rock hand gripping on the tech
rock hands gripping on the tech, big mauer

mouth bl~~dy from the busted mic wire
mask tattered looking rough out the dryer
keeps getting cut up from the fights with the squires
i’m the knight of this sh~t sword slashing tires
no gloves grab the kettle
herbal teas clear my metal
sit and write my lyrics while listening to rebel
pen feeling like a sword the way i’m whipping this metal
sip wait and listen to the reverse treble
this sh~t too good you think i shook hands with the devil

[verse 2: big mauer]
b~tch give me the beat i told you i’m already on it
told you catch the heat smashing heads with bottles of tonic
get those feet moving start rolling motherf~cker skates out like sonic shooting sh~t with the slushy in the left bumping my tape track on it
(bah bah bah bah bah) (doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doooooo) (f~ck my slushy!) (boo boo boom boom)

yo, uh uh, yo, shi~haha
grit ya t~~th when you hear the needle hit my wax
feel the beat when i spit that sh~t, you know it smacks
steel toes breaking feet as i jump the band fight you with the sax
run off down the street hide out at the crates in the wax trax

yo, shout out to wax trax, and, like, all the other [?] twist and shout, record stores in colorado springs, leechpit, what’s left, uh, earth pig, f~ck um, tiger records, f~ck yeah, love you

[verse 3: mc cocaine]
(mc cocaine!)
nefarious intentions so deep you need a grave digger
tiptoeing on that thin line with my rhyme
cl!ck the trigger back boom blow your mind
serving slices of velveeta so gooey
got that hong kong kablooey
you once thought you heard of me
but turns out you never even knew of me
picked up this illness going hard too long
now i’m popping pills whatever i can get my hands on
over the counter prescription backwoods filtered through a tampon
shaking up the golden stash teas
mixed with anything to relieve this neuropathy
skin on fire just like ricky bobby
get it rip it peal it off of me

can’t handle the cold like i used to
once was hardcore freeze you out like sub~zero
now i’m blowing apart just like i was neo
in need of that desperate relief
smoking anything i can cut in with a spleef
turn it off make it black dip back to reality
steal your girlfriend turn her ass to b~st~~lity
donkey shows and packing gerbils up in her cavity
ruin her ass for any type of vanilla s~x
she’s dry as a motherf~cking colorado tributary
needing gallons of lube like you f~cking p diddy
she wants to go back to the freak sh~t, toilet, skibbidi
turn over an old leaf make an old life out of the new get turned up on grief
onlookers are left in total disbelief
i’m not as sick as all rappers out here i’m just ill sl!ck on the track like p diddy and meek mill (coughing)

[verse 4: crysco]
(crysco!)
hm, okay
i’m a run d and c and flee the scene with my queen victorian
going eighty~eight in the delorean
while, f~cking the librarian
in order to become valedictorian
to impress your mom and f~ck her like your uncle tommy
gun forty five caliber finger blasting ya
till you squirt and we all circle jerk like diddy
now i’m pushy nine to five real quick
hoe sucking my nine inch d~ck
snorting coke off her cl~t

time to clean up and pay the sl~t light a blunt
turn a new leaf while eating beef stroganoff
soon to be jacking off with my right hand
while watching finding nemo
activate my hemo~goblin
green like the hulk smashasterbate shlobbin

[verse 5: big mauer]
what the f~ck am i even supposed to say to that bro?
i’m impressed, but i’m scared
what the f~ck?
aight, uh yo

sipping teas out of culturally appropriate cups
shooting tees at topgolf with the rubber gloves
b~tch you know you ain’t skipping me you get smacked with love
know the los come in smacking knees in the club
stealing all the ones
talk sh~t pops popping you with a gun
sock quick now you’re done
my boys k!ll this sh~t swift like a home run

the big motherf~cker rocking
like run~d.m.c. big chains clonking
i doubt and foreseen it big m popping
rolling in the gmc leftovers on the speakers bopping

get that sh~t in your f~cking brain rattling

f~ck feasting we eating dollar tree meals
here em popping wheelies down the street with three wheels
cop the meal deal at circle k wearing an eight~hundred dollar ring kneel
pop to the sushi shop eating left over eel
throw the remote over here we watching key and peele
this some funny skit sh~t we listening to weezer put on blue, f~ck teal
keep the sour look and i’ll slash your face with this sword forged from steel
f~ck it switch the channel put on forged in fire, hear this sh~t, doug dropping it will k!ll

you don’t even f~cking get that reference, bro
sh~t went right over your f~cking head
it will keal, type sh~t

my boys and i make it off big robbing a meat tram
running off with a hundred different racks of lamb
money stacking up like dollar store cans of spam
see me running off with a two~thousand dollar jamon ham

thrown over my shoulder like a hobo bindle
mom tell you shut this off break her f~cking kindle
give me a live band so i can smack you with a f~cking cymbal
write this sh~t for me oh wait you can’t cause it ain’t so simple, b~tch

it ain’t so simple
big mauer k!ll this sh~t
because it ain’t so simple
like, watch this sh~t bro

sipping fine espresso out a garfield mug
listen to rare chandeliers laying on the rug
audio technica spin the boot like a salt circled slug
listen to that sh~t make you get on the mic and get the loot motherf~cker we fight hit you with my boot
girl stomping in your snoot mouth on the stoop
f~ck guns these fists feeling like they can shoot
popped ya wit it now you’re looking for a clue
motherf~cker

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