lirik lagu unscrupulous - breadcrumbs - extended version
(go back to the nineties, f~ggots!)
[verse 1: mc private school]
yeah i lied when i say said that i was clean
i don’t really give a f~ck if you sip that lean
i come through, with my 64 impala
and when i’m strapped boy you best be praying to allah (allah)
‘cause you better know that when i step on the scene
anything i do can never be foreseen
1.4l 4 cilli drinking gg
like the principle pc no ecstasy
man i’m faced with jealousy of my legacy
three on the track spitting bare chemistry
ice in my cup no purple yes to herbal
don’t get physical but down for the verbal
i’m white but get my food from colonel
give us a minute whilst we switch to commercial
[verse 2: mc private school]
’cause we start off like a lil token track
shout out to my bro who sounds like he’s on crack
’cause my flows the straw that broke the camels back (oo)
can’t do a push up like a girl with a rack
i don’t give a f~ck if i’m offending y’all
‘cause i’ll be in the court playing basketball (kobe)
p~n~s to my ankles how d’you like them apples
‘cause you be caught like you in those shackles
you’re transparent to the fact that you got no attract
yeah clearly i’m tough like morning glory
now let me go ahead and tell a shorty story
it’s important so be sure not to ignore me
it’s about a rap group counting up to three
sh~t bars first now they are just key
we’re a beauty just like the mona lisa
and you’re off to the side like the tower of pisa
[verse 3: mc pest]
bars hard, like a prison cell
so much heat that you’ll think you’re in a living h~ll
no smart, i’ma run a cartel
gonna end up being the white fidel
sh~t at school ‘cause i got no intel
one failed test away from being expelled (d~ckhead)
[verse 4: mc private school]
oh well sh~t that’s kinda peak for you bro
got the fris watch me throw like a pro (audl)
seeing p making my eyes go ching ching (ching)
got my boy mark lee with his king ring (ring)
better know we just dropped another classic (classic)
flames too hot bro it melts like it is plastic (man city)
digging tunnels in the game like mr fantastic
fowler on the beat man this sh~t like automatic
don’t get me wrong i’m not being dramatic
hearing no mumble were just being systematic (systematic)
mate we’re the realist tryna be an optimist
we broke even not gonna take the p~ss (ching ching)
sleep till i blackout knock you off that trap house
looking at you can’t tell if you’re slippin’ or trippin’
boy i’m a little special with my dyslexic condition
counting up money just being simple addition
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