The Walking L Compilaton lyrics

[Intro]
Nobody belives in you, You’ve lost again & again & again (Big 23 you know what the f*ck going on, gang, bow, bow, bow)
The lights are cut off, but you still looking at your greeve
Reviewing an everydance and say to your step
It’s not over, until I win
(This is avatar)

[Verse]
MXL? More like “Mediocre X-tra Lame.” Bro out here built like a Wi-Fi signal that never connects—talking all that noise but never delivering. Your whole vibe screams “buffering,” like your personality got stuck loading in 2009

Your bars so weak they couldn’t hold up a paperclip. Your comebacks slower than Internet Explorer on dial-up. I heard you tried to drop a mixtape, but even SoundCloud said, “Nah, we good.” Your beats so trash the recycling bin filed a noise complaint

You out here flexing like you got money, but your bank account got tumbleweeds blowing through it. Your style so outdated, thrift stores send you donations. Your drip? More like a slow leak

And don’t even get me started on your jokes—dryer than a Popeyes biscuit with no drink (This is avatar)

[Outro]
You so irrelevant, even your shadow unfollowed you. Bro, you couldn’t go viral if you sneezed in a crowded elevator