S.T.F.U lyrics

[Verse 1: Jabez Z]
No more f*cking peeps, be quiet, don't f*cking speak, be silent
Listen to me for about a week, then ask me about my f*cking dreams
While you're at it, shut the f*ck up, be quiet, don't f*cking speak, be silent
Shut the f*ck up! b*tch
Close your mouths, 'til my ballad's done, opinions, y'all ain't got a valid one
Opposition requires balance, done, y'all can't taste what my pallet's munched
I pulled pallets once, EPJ, y'all should work for that f*cking place
Good pay, but y'all shouldn't stay, 'cause they're f*cking lame, what a f*cking shame!
They bite off more than thеy can chew, who knew that I would fly right through?
Said, "farewеll," to the f*cking shrewds, returned to the game, just to see y'all snooze
Y'all shouldn't speak if y'all have a doubt, if y'all could only hear the sh*t you spout
Do y'all kiss your mothers with that mouth? You might as well if your father's out
Shut the f*ck up! Step back, little fountain ass
Don't spit while you talk trash, y'all c*ck sucking, 'cause it cost nothing, y'all straight suckin'
Like f*ckin' fags, at least y'all preoccupied, mouth stuck open
With a di*k inside, about time y'all learn to pipe down, y'all heard me right?

[Chorus: Jabez Z]
Maybe now you won't talk, maybe now you won't speak when your throat's blocked
I'm pretty sure that I told y'all to shut the f*ck up!
Maybe now you won't talk, maybe now you won't speak when your throat's blocked
I'm pretty sure that I told y'all to shut the f*ck up!

[Verse 2: Magician G]
Disappearing ink on a clean piece of paper, misperceiving lyrics, no wonder you favor
These industry schemers who only cater to misdemeanors and substance abuse
Lately rubbed the wrong way like H202 on a loose
Cut, so I wrote this tune for you, you think you're on a high horse
b*tch, what you smokin'? Call me high trojan, 'cause I'm like peroxide on your open wounds
Yeah, there's Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty-Two shades of me
The nitty-gritty haters critiquing my movie, shackles and chains, cackles and blades
A little fun with the subs I dominate, look me in my eyes
Stare at my face, ya' luck is up, so shut the f*ck up!
'Fore I put you in your place, like a realtor with free space
No wonder I live rent-free in your mouth, massive addiction like Queen of the South
Now yo' ass, cope eviction, fixed position is an open house
[Verse 3: Jabez Z]
Please, words are weapons, powerfully paired with a certain sentence
Y'all never spit the perfect message, loyal homies get first dibs at entrance
Shut the f*ck up, up f*ck the shut
Backwards sounds like gibberish, sounds like y'all with your f*cking lips
I wish it wasn't true fact that sometimes I like hate
It motivates, f*cking motor race, I'm entertained by cold debates
But y'all don't know when to stop and argue, meeting somewhere with a code and barstools
Microphones and pads that start feuds, all that sh*t takes parts and fuel
So delay your sh*t, take a nap, eat your snacks, so I won't f*ckign snap
Clean this up and stay off the map, then I won't mention you in my raps

[Chorus: Jabez Z with Magician G]
Maybe now you won't talk, maybe now you won't speak when your throat's blocked
I'm pretty sure that I told y'all to shut the f*ck up!
Maybe now you won't talk, maybe now you won't speak when your throat's blocked
I'm pretty sure that I told y'all to shut the f*ck up!

[Outro: Jabez Z & Magician G]
I'm always strong