Shut Up

Everybody better shut up, did I stutter
Life's at the end and start up, like summer
Beat sliced up, cut up, like butter
Competition getting smothered, they undercover

Everybody better shut up, did I stutter
Life's at the end and start up, like summer
Beat sliced up, cut up, like butter
Competition getting smothered they undercover

You want attention, but you don't get it
You keep flexing, and you'll regret it
You'll know I meant it, when after the sentence
I decide to end it, no excessive message then shut up

So shut up, please, so stuck up, geez
Never trip over my words never muck up, and freeze
Better run away flee, get tucked in to sleep
Cause slumping enemies, number one quality

I see the hate, that seeks the fame
I ain't afraid, to feel the pain
I have just came to play the game
I ain't gon' claim the fakes are great

I feel the same as other lanes
Off the plate, already ate
Take out like 50 states
Fake-out like I'm Jake-out, Fake-out

It's an outtake, don't include the take out
It is foul play, you know I can take fouls
They are now shamed, the people from the playground
For some reason being proud to hates looking ok now

Pride, is the new world order
Animal activist, decreased the worlds slaughter
Tryna think to the future, to my son or my daughter
What gonna change, what will I have told or taught 'em

About the past, before they were around
Everything, I can think of before I pass it down
Think I am kidding, tryna be a class clown
They already fed up, can you shut up now

So many stories to tell, that might never get told
In the lyrics of an album, that might never get sold
Or off the top of the dome, that I never had wrote
Got generations ahead of me that's ready to scold

Everybody better shut up, did I stutter
Life's at the end and start up, like summer
Beat sliced up, cut up, like butter
Competition getting smothered, they undercover

Everybody better shut up, did I stutter
Life's at the end and start up, like summer
Beat sliced up, cut up, like butter
Competition getting smothered, they undercover, ay

Piano keys, drumbeat, plus the ground rumbling
No mumbles, or fumbles, level up from being humbled
Take a sample of my ramble, light it up just like a candle
Spitting through my teeth like dental, hidden meanings they all mental

All the hidden jokes they go over your head
Do you really not know, do you not understand
How you only get to toast, after getting some bread
Always deliver when I post, call me the mailman

They're right, they're wrong, it's all about opinions
Either fight, or you run, it's not just a decision
No bite all bark, it's the point they be missing
But just understand the words of the song, and listen, just zip it