Shut Yo ***** Ass Up / Muddy Waters

[Intro]

Shut the **** up

I'm talkin to—

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]

I don't rap circles round niggas, I do figure eights

Rent free in nigga's heads, shook the real estate

Mistake will make the razor blade hit the dinner plate

Same story— (Shut the **** up)

Bit** been erased

Lights, camera, action, close the slate

When tables turn, I'm making records break

Bumpin' to the DJ, I make his needle skip the plate

Record break it, check, check, check it (Why you still talkin' to me? Shut the **** up)

You satire, can't fire some Al-Qaeda

I'm like the—, only lighter in Rikers

You vampires, always bitin' and suckin' shit

It's nothin', no discussion, good [?]

On my momma, I was broke

Like a promise from a fat bitch that had no more McDonalds

I come from when the work was honest

It was either gettin' shot at or gettin' [?] ([?])

I just hit the bottle to drown out the chatter

All these voices in my head had my brain all scattered

How I got more ill, when I stop poppin' them pills

Now I'm slangin' propane like I'm King of the Hill

Man, it's over for that lame shit, the ending is near

Is you finished? Are you d-

Your just sayin' a bunch a nothin'

Like you speakin' in tongues

Showed up uninvited, they don't want me to come

Feel like daddy home, they all my sons

[Part II: Muddy Waters]

[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA]

Uh, forgive me father for slayin', slinkin' through muddy waters

Forgive they daughters, they barkin' at me, I'm raw doggin'

These drug addicts attached to me like I'm Tom Holland

Swing on these actors, these rappers faker than Andy Kaufman

Truman Show up with the truth and get shoveled in a coffin

I shit you not, feel like Shia LaBeouf in all these problems

You smack your bitch up like Prodigy when you do it darlin'

I smack my bitch ass to Prodigy when we done doggin'

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]

Uh, it's Black AOC, no matter what they try to say they can't KO me

Yo bitch got me off the molly and them BCDs

She said baby just let me ride like D-R-E

How the **** you thirty plus and postin' on KTT

I made real ****in' Gs like Eazy-E

I wish these nerds would come outside so they can 343

And post they wanna-be Black ass on Say Cheese TV

[Chorus: JPEGMAFIA]

Forgive me father for slayin', slinkin' through muddy waters

Forgive they daughters, they barkin' at me, I'm raw doggin'

These drug addicts attached to me like I'm Tom Holland

Swing on these actors, these rappers faker than Andy Kaufman

Truman Show up with the truth and get shoveled in a coffin

I shit you not, feel like Shia LaBeouf in all these problems

You smack your bitch up like Prodigy when you do it darlin'

I smack my bitch ass to Prodigy when we done doggin'