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• Artiste: Five Horsemen
• Titre: Petty Beef
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Yeah You got me fucked up now Try to avoid you but it's easier to say than do Like you're Mr. O'Hare and I'm Ted Looking for the right time to see what I'm up to I don't even like your genre but I feel I could find better And yet you're the poster boy for this revival, front and center And you follow the leaders and yet are called a trendsetter What's up with that? I'd just want to let you know that I hate your twang Hate all the songs that you sang Hate every words that you write Hatе the fact your last album's bout the length Of a moviе May sound like petty beef But you're ruining my fucking life Might smash your albums out of spite Hope you fall out of the spotlight Hope you fall out When I heard Last Night I legitimately thought that they all were trolling No way this shit is what Everyone's bumping over Travis, my blood was boiling And I know that you've been working on not saying the n word But can you at least look at the way that you're making women be heard She's not thinking bout you, this shit is over now, this shit ain't good for your health Boy you do need some help. I tell you I hate your twang Hate all the songs that you sang Hate every words that you write Hate the fact your last album's bout the length Of a movie May sound like petty beef But you're ruining my fucking life Might smash your albums out of spite Hope you fall out of the spotlight Hope you fall out (I just wanna clarify with that movie line I don't have a problem with long albums But this motherfucker This motherfucker don't need to be making no album over an hour) Maybe I'm just projecting And my problems not with you My ex played you 24/7 And maybe I associate those memories with you I don't want to remember them, cause they hurt my soul Maybe I shouldn't be taking this out on you at all But on second thought it's more fun to say you're the cause of all the problems in my life And you're a piece of shit and your music sucks I fucking hate you and I hope your next album doesn't even chart I hate your twang Hate all the songs that you sang Hate every words that you write Hate the fact your last album's bout the length Of a movie May sound like petty beef But you're ruining my fucking life Might smash your albums out of spite Hope you fall out of the spotlight Hope you fall out You know... if I hear one of your songs on the radio again, I might just rip my ears out But hey look on the bright side man, I won't be able to make music no more so it's a win win for both of us Peace