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Interprète Anthony G. Grandinetti

Paroles de la chanson Sharpening the Saw par Anthony G. Grandinetti lyrics officiel

Sharpening the Saw est une chanson en Anglais

Yeah
Yo
Let me say what I gotta say, dawg

'Cause if you utilize my mistakes, criticize all my flaws
Try'na find different ways to just make it seem like I'm wrong
There's nothin' that you can just do to change what I have done
So I'm just here sharpening the saw
You want me dead and gone
But won't say it, 'cause y'all are just soft
You try'na get off, on the wrong fuckin' foot
But nah, I'm not playin' with y'all
Man I'm done with this this shit
I'll just be sittin' here sharpening the saw

Yo
Ever since I came up inside this game, my indecision
Was only just to grab the fuckin' mic and spit a rhythm
And if I can hit the dopest rhymes, you'd give a listen
And hope these people really fuckin' like what I would give 'em
But no, nobody fuckin' liked what I was spittin'
I put my fuckin' life on the track, it's lyricism I gave
But y'all would wave your middle fingers, givin' me criticism
Abuser imprisoned in it
Though I was innocent with it, I wouldn't hit on a woman
Y'all wanna hear the rumors you hear but there's shit that is missing
You fuckin' bitches ridiculous with the shit that I'm hearing
I'm gettin' sick to my fuckin' stomach, y'all playin' the victim
Bitches are fuckin' me over, I need to stop and control them
All that they are is a fuckin' chip that would lay on my shoulder
I got the feet of soldier, you couldn't knock me
You know the only way that I'm goin' down is on this roller coaster
Fuck all the stupid exposure, you probably think when you older
All of this shit would just go to rest with it blowin' right over
Nope, you not even close, maybe I probably am broke but
My engine is never dyin', I got a new motor
So fuck all of you homos, man I'm sick of you posers
If you know what I good
You'll just keep all of your noses outta my fuckin' business
I'm not playin' with no one
Ain't got time for no jokes and the stupid commotions
You can suck on a dick, bitch, I'll laugh when you chokin'
Take a picture and load it on the internet, post it on your social media
This is just how close I am to the fuckin' edge
So please, don't come closer
If you wanna just know how crazy I am, I'll show ya
I'll take Jennifer Lopez's daughter and hold her in my basement
And place all these bombs, explosives all around her
And watch as she finally blows up
'Cause y'all just

'Cause if you utilize my mistakes, criticize all my flaws
Try'na find different ways, to just make it seem like I'm wrong
There's nothin' that you can just do to change what I have done
So I'm just here sharpening the saw
You want me dead and gone
But won't say it, 'cause y'all are just soft
You try'na get off, on the wrong fuckin' foot
But nah, I'm not playing with y'all
Man I'm done with this this shit
I'll just be sittin' here sharpening the saw

See I can change what I've done, and go rewrite a whole script
Have all you mother fuckers swingin' from the tip of my dick
'Cause all it takes is a hit, for me to get all these fans
So someone bring me a bitch, I'm warmin' up my right hand
Some people praisin' my game
'Cause they think it's great that I say whatever is up in my brain
They love the way that I am
But other people just hate, when they throwin' shade on my name
'Cause they patiently waitin' the day that I just may drift away
Maybe I'm overthinking it and y'all just blatantly hate
When I fuckin' say some offensive shit
'Cause you think it's insane, to go on the record and say shit
That you might not agree with
You complain when I'm takin' the Lords name up in vain, (Amen)
I can't explain this shit, so many fights and injuries
All you chickens are gettin' roasted just like rotisserie's
I don't hide my history, on the mic, my misery comes alive
So don't even fuckin' try to get to me
Y'all can kiss the cheek of my ass, you fuckers are shit to me, literally
Dippin' your freakin' dick inside of this industry
Just to piss me off and get me mad, let's see how long it last
I'll grab your head and I'll shove it right up your fathers ass
Won't even stop at that, I'll just grab an aluminum bat
And just swing as hard as I can at your head and laugh
This kid must be on crack, just look at all them bags of pills that he has
I'd add 'em up but I suck at math
Hip hop is so debilitated, I hate it
Just look at the way that these fuckers are rappin', it's amazing
Everyone's takin' the fuckin' basic A-B-C shit and makin' it
Part of their game, they get famous of this shit, it's crazy
These stupid kids are wastin' their fuckin' time with this game
I ain't hatin', I just wish I wasn't born in this generation
Creativeness is basically gone, it's degrading
I'll say it again if I have to
I am just done with all you fake ass mother fuckers

Cause if you utilize my mistakes, criticize all my flaws
Try'na find different ways, to just make it seem like I'm wrong
There's nothin' that you can just do to change what I have done
So I'm just here sharpening the saw
You want me dead and gone
But won't say it, 'cause y'all are just soft
You try'na get off, on the wrong fuckin' foot
But nah, I'm not playing with y'all
Man I'm done with this this shit
I'll just be sittin' here sharpening the saw

(Now c'mon)
So there you have it
I just told you how I feel
So fuck all the stupid bullshit man
I'm over it
And oh
For anyone that still got a problem with me
You find anything I say to be offensive
Just know I got a dick waitin' for you to suck
You cock sucker
And for everybody else that supported me over the last few years
I thank you
I hope you can understand my anger
And for the first time listers
Well
Welcome aboard
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Auteur: Anthony Grandinetti
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