lirik lagu taqexs - tay b freestyle
the hypocrisy
look
if you had the same n~ggas doin’ thriller sh~t for pennies
what is yo’ fans gon’ think ‘bout the dead weight that’s still in yo’ lineage?
the math ain’t mathin’, and the bills don’t add up like a hidden figure
you couldn’t hold a torch next to me, not even with the light bill
swear i been deadin’ these n~ggas, i shoulda got a will
they put me in a box, and i drew an m on it like mclovin
who else gon’ tie the knot? i got ‘em stressin’ out like a groom
these hands rated e for everybody, even the groom
you had the mask on, actin’ bad, but it’s bad luck when the script switches
the mirror would have me screamin’, blackin’ out, seein’ double visions
you can’t split the dirt from your face, you not on a man in the mirror mission
the same f~ck n~ggas gettin’ dirt ‘bout me had to beat it like billie jean it—
actin’ like they step on blocks, but they moonwalk when they see sh~t
fake smooth criminals, postin’ like they pushin’ white
’til the black & white got ‘em readin’ rights
might teach you n~ggas how to stay on beat ‘cause our life’s an instrumental
the same hoes gettin’ passed, sequenced, looped—this ain’t coincidental
i really shouldn’t have gave you n~ggas any of my time
cuz this sk!llahoes actin’ younger then the b~tches they tryna slide
last b~tch on line/online was from mexico how ironic
cuz you throw green card jokes, when you the one with minors in the comments
that’s real life, what i’m typin’ ain’t a typo
your whole existence one big contradiction in a slideshow
mayback the only real n~gga, unless he online searching for type beats
cuz all i see is a bunch of alts since scotty left, mirroring’ they speak
they talking sh~t ‘til they team don’t exist
then gotta look in reflections just to know who to diss
how you’d say my sh~t don’t pop ’cause they off beat?
i’d say your sh~t only listenable ’cause of the beats
maybach poppin instrumentals while you popping excuses
setting script to text to speech like you hiding’ from your losses
how you throw shade at the sh~t that i do?
if a.i writin’ my sh~t, then it’s doin’ more than you
n~gga, it sound like the ghostwriter need me instead
the way you b~tch ‘bout my bars but ain’t even been fed
this n~ggas f~cking delusional, soi’ll let ‘em believe
but you don’t spit what you know, you just spit what you dream
i’m telling you not to push me when i’m on album mode
i don’t wanna train my wrist with some p~ssy n~ggas
the lighter the glove from me, the darker your fate gon’ be
hand out for a stretch, but the reach ain’t free
you ain’t smooth enough to criminal me
same story, different page, bro, only twist is your fate, though
she ain’t read the obituary? guess she skipped to the late show
you ain’t a shooter, your clip got a safety
only rounds you let off was a digital playlist
all that cappin’ in yo’ raps? we dismiss it as basics
pull strings on a fake thug like the b~tches in lace wigs
i can’t gasp why people prize you, soundin’ like they fillin’ papers for commissary labor
va striker how you choke on a drill, got no clips to your name but you spinnin’ a favor
father had to stretch his hands, stop alysa from gettin’ injected
you claimin’ abs, but only v12s pump in this p~ssy’s direction
you ain’t flexin’ no stomach, just tuckin’ a section
only cuts he ever got was a doctor’s correction
i sent ts to sk!lla baby, ask him, “what you think ’bout your fanboy?”
lil’ dude on discord doin’ d~ck reports, should’ve been a scan toy
say you bulletproof? well, that ain’t apply to your whole team
cuz if the reaper press in the box, you won’t reload screens
n~gga tried to call me “400 degreez” but he ain’t even ready
you a third juvenile caught, but we ain’t talkin’ ‘bout brewton in the chevy
three teens dropped, your gang all dead on arrival
while you duckin’ the net, actin’ suicidal
you skippin’ class, talkin’ bout schoolin’ rivals
but we see more x’s on your track than a bulletproof title
i don’t lie when i see a good char
like a hollow~tip guitar, i let the metal talk and it sing from afar
same n~ggas who sing for they life swingin’ with bars
you n~ggas need to change for good, this cr~p is reckless
most n~ggas rap to get out they hoods, you just rap to buy headless
i don’t need to match your tempo, you off~beat regardless
you movin’ like labels when the masters get tarnished
tryna jack son’s style, but your catalog alts, how can’t n~ggas see?
it’s a “man in the mirror” moment when you don’t like what you see
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