Pitiful lyrics

[Chorus: Shloob]
Yeah
Ayy, Yeah
You pitiful, pitiful, pitiful (pitiful)
Why they so muhf*ckin' miserable (miserable)
Why do all of these n*ggas sound typical
Gotta step on these n*ggas, elliptical
I'm sick of you, gotta get rid of you (rid of)
You been doin' some sh*t that I wouldn't do (wouldn't do)
Mr. T how I be when I pity fools
[?] when I speak, b*tch I'm livin' proof

[Verse 1: Shloob]
Ayy, yuh
Give a f*ck 'bout some lyrical miracle (nope)
All that rappin' I never be hearin' you
You be cappin' way more than a fitted do
I can tell 'cause these b*tches ain't feelin' you
I know deep on the inside it's killin' you
When I rap, you went injured like Mystikal
I got word in the Ville, they be feelin' Shloob (ayy, sh*t)
Bet I pop like a muhf*ckin' pencil do (pop)
She gone pop like some muhf*ckin' cereal (pop)
In the back of her mouth like a wisdom tooth
I get deep in that pus*y, venereal
Gotta check on 'em, talkin' residual
n*ggas be hatin' in general (damn)
And they be takin' it literal
[Chorus: Shloob]
Ayy, Yeah
You pitiful, pitiful, pitiful (pitiful)
Why they so muhf*ckin' miserable (miserable)
Why do all of these n*ggas sound typical
Gotta step on these n*ggas, elliptical
I'm sick of you, gotta get rid of you
You been doin' some sh*t that I wouldn't do
Mr. T how I be when I pity fools
[?] when I speak, b*tch I'm livin' proof

[Verse 2: Ace Pro]
Pitiful, pitiful
Get money, you know that's the ritual
These n*ggas was peakin' in middle school
That's why you been lackin' your principles
I'm bringin' the shot like Pikachu
You n*ggas is needin' more cowbell
I'm packin' the punch like Kal-El
Ain't goin' for jokes like Seinfeld
You n*ggas is wack, too animated
Seeing the swag, intimidated
sh*t is as old, it's antiquated
Come out the bar like Andy Davis
I ain't [?] it's not debated
Me and them b*tches look damn related
I'm what they after, I'm never chasin'
Makin' them moves like Kevin Bacon
[Chorus: Shloob] x2
Ayy, Yeah
You pitiful, pitiful, pitiful (pitiful)
Why they so muhf*ckin' miserable (miserable)
Why do all of these n*ggas sound typical
Gotta step on these n*ggas, elliptical
I'm sick of you, gotta get rid of you
You been doin' some sh*t that I wouldn't do
Mr. T how I be when I pity fools
[?] when I speak, b*tch I'm livin' proof