Loquacious - Unimpressed

I miss the old Kanye
That made you feel it in yo soul Kanye
So unimpressed with half the rhymes y'all make
Fuckin baffled off the time it takes
And have the nerve to claim you one of greats
Steady putting out garbage
Steady doing what ya master say
Don't even own ya masters
For Pete's sake a fuckin waste
Where's ya substance
So reluctant to press play
You niggas should feel ashamed
And you bitches should take the blame
Don't hear me tho
You just wanna shake it fast
Money bag duffle bag Burking bag
Fuckin sad
What a drag
Ion none of that
Influence in rhyme cadence
Take notice how I display it
The people the public crave it
Sound so pure the game can he save it
Turn me up it feel good
To know a nigga made it
They lost respect for the art form
So watch the way I take it
Recreate it
I'm dedicated
To law breaking
Just gotta get it off my chest
(Just gotta get it off my chest)
So sad to hear that was your fuckin best
(So sad to hear that was your fuckin best)
So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess
(So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess)
Time after time I'm just so unimpressed
(I'm unimpressed, I'm unimpressed)
Just gotta get it off my chest
(Just gotta get it off my chest)
So sad to hear that was your fuckin best
(So sad to hear that was your fuckin best)
So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess
(So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess)
Time after time I'm just so unimpressed
(I'm unimpressed, I'm unimpressed)
I was raised off Thug life Makaveli
Seems like y'all the outcome of Brenda's baby's
Trash children make trash music it's so diluted
Fuck up outta here with that man it's so polluted
I'm so exclusive the rhyme i flow through em
Switch it up i coast to em my predecessor knew better
So showed me better I'm better than em
Here to offend em better mind ya business
Y'all only focused on music the white man now he own ya business
Expose the business tell ya ghostwriter I'm prone to spit this
And get ridiculous
So he better write you more shit
Focus on your purpose my nigga
Not tryna make hits shit half the time
Y'all whack the rhyme
And damn sure don't make sense
Sound so pure the game can he save it
Turn me up it feel good
To know a nigga made it
They lost respect for this art form
So watch the way I take it
Recreate it
I'm dedicated
To law breaking
Just gotta get it off my chest
(Just gotta get it off my chest)
So sad to hear that was your fuckin best
(So sad to hear that was your fuckin best)
So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess
(So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess)
Time after time I'm just so unimpressed
(I'm unimpressed, I'm unimpressed)
Just gotta get it off my chest
(Just gotta get it off my chest)
So sad to hear that was your fuckin best
(So sad to hear that was your fuckin best)
So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess
(So you don't hear that was a fuckin mess)
Time after time I'm just so unimpressed
(I'm unimpressed, I'm unimpressed)

Written by:
Chris Pollard

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