That's Not Beef, That's Pork Lyrics - Strictly Leakage - Atmosphere

Yo Anthony man, you just texted me again man 

Nah man no, he's trynna, he's trynna get me to do a verse on his shit 

Yeah same dude that used to talk all that shit back in the day 

It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man 

[Verse 1] 

Surrounded by all these little piggies 

Round a pool table, holding on a glass full of empty 

When them rappers came out of nowhere to hit the spotlight 

Oinking at the crowd about who cares and not quite 

Pretty sure there was more on stage 

Than there was in attendance in the rest of the place 

I tried to give a listen, it was impossible 

The main dude sounded like his motherfucking mouth was full 

Understand what that train wreck looks like 

You've seen it before, bad rapper with a good mic 

Screaming like he means it like it's a classic verse 

Couldn't even make out a fraction of them words 

Minnesota, too nice for its own good 

Half of y'all should still have a cold foot 

Order me a refill, try to block it out 

And act like these little pigs didn't come from this brick house 

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[Hook X2] 

Never meant to be a part of you or you 

I just want to be a part of one two, the one two 

[Verse 2] 

Get off the stage, smack your crew 

Real friends wouldn't let you act like a fool 

Your beats go "fa, fa, foof" 

And your girlfriend pretends that she don't even know you 

In your late twenties, ain't making any money 

Like an overweight ballerina, sad and funny 

We all think you so damn wild 

The way y'all still rock that talent show style 

No one's impressed with your extended set 

Except your idiot friends that you scribbled on the guest list 

Just to be clear, Atmosphere in here 

If you spitting a cappella I'ma spit in your beer 

[Hook X2] 

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[Verse 3] 

Ten minutes later and they still up they yapping shit 

Turn the sound down and let us read the captions kid 

You did a song that was so damn passionate 

I almost had to piss my pants when I was laughing at it 

You look so goddamn dramatic man 

Everybody pulled out their phones to call an ambulance 

Your CD-R needs a little CPR 

You makin faces like you should of played the lead guitar 

You ain't an MC, you an MC's wardrobe 

Freak of culture like a white girl with cornrows 

Go ahead and do you, don't front 

If rap is just another excuse to smoke blunts, huh 

It's alright man, get yourself a hype man 

And come take up a couple more minutes of our life span 

Twin cities, tighten up and get busy 

Got all these little piggies trynna suck on these big titties 

[Hook X2] 

Of one two, the one two 

Of one two, the one two 

One two, the one two 

The one two, the one two