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Upchurch – look at these dudes Lyrics Letra:
Intro
Church
Yeah, I’m back, motherfuckers
They mad ‘cause my little fuckin’ profile picture ain’t poppin’ up on their stories
Hahahaha
Church

Look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad
You see my spot
It makes you mad
With rap, you drop or die
And I’ma grab
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad

Verse 1
Got a text last night about hateful spite
Somebody sayin’ they could body me up on the mic, yeah right
Stay lookin’ in the mirror
Not even up in the venue and gettin’ stagе fright
My pencil point got more lead than a pistol, boy
Thinkin’ that you got a genius ploy
It’s like a little kid dressed as a baby cowboy
Poppin’ paper taps with a fuckin’ toy
pew pew
Miss me again, like always
I wish you would, I’m a sawblade
I’ma cut through the underground game
Like I need to remove the trash down in the crawlspace
? the ammunition like an arms race
Firin’ every shot with a boldface?
Erased the hip-hop ? spot
Less than he’s even bein’ honest
Honestly, bitches be gossipy
I’m such a star my nickname Astronomy
Hurt you with a pen and pencil
Then cut all your throats with my pocket that’s full of apostrophes
You are a not-a-me, only a wannabe
Dude, you’re an asshole, nope, sodomy
And I ain’t sorry for bein’ that honky
When y’all faker than Morgan Wallen’s apology

Chorus
Look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad
You see my spot
It makes you mad
With rap, you drop or die
And I’ma grab
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad
You see my spot
It makes you mad
With rap, you drop or die
And I’ma grab
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad

Verse 2
So famous, I got a TikTok
But I don’t waste time on tick-tock
Don’t only beat-code with a wristwatch
I don’t wear one, I make time like a boss
And you gon’ be thirsty for me
I guess I’m hosin’ you off
If your mouth is still open when you talkin’ shit
You flushin’ my sauce
Scientific, ? with it
You the kind that say, “Be more pacific”
I’m the kind of designed hieroglyphic
Even when you try to copy me, your mimic
Is a sloppy copy with some fingers missin’
You couldn’t shoot a bird with fuckin’ sign language
So many people booin’ at your shows
Only time you rap is to a ?
I say it so candid ‘cause I can and did
And I will continue to dish out all the damage
If we go to war on the mic I’ll kill everybody
And be the last motherfucker that’s standin’
Then sweep all your parts to the side
So other rappers can examine
To see what happens to these motherfuckers
When you bother the guy that is mindin’ his business
Chorus
Look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad
You see my spot
It makes you mad
With rap, you drop or die
And I’ma grab
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad
You see my spot
It makes you mad
With rap, you drop or die
And I’ma grab
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
Look at these dudes, look at these dudes
I’m y’alls dad

Contributor: casey miller