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The Notorious P.I.G.

April 2, 2025 at 6:56 PMv4

Yo, turn the mic up... yeah... Check, one two... they call me P.I.G. Notorious, yeah, you know the steez Live from the sty, mountains of debris Headphones on, spittin' truth through the grease Yeah, The Notorious P.I.G. in the place to be LCU hate? Means nothin' to me. Yo, they talk about my weight, yeah, I'm XL, true More cushion for the pushin', what you gonna do? House lookin' like a bomb hit, smells kinda funky too But this throne of filth? It's got the best damn view Of all you haters watchin', glued to your screen Livin' for the drama, know what I mean? Yeah, the LCU blacklist, heard the whispers, seen the posts "Difficult to work with," yeah, I'm worse than most ghosts They ghost me, 'cause they can't handle the real This uncut, raw pig? Got that toxic appeal. Chorus: Notorious P.I.G., crashin' through your life Snatch your hubby quick, leave you twistin' the knife Wings, Keem, Mike? Yeah, they lined up for a taste Got 'em hypnotized, put your heart to waste Streamin' loud, screamin' proud, ain't no holdin' back Messy house, messy life, queen of the cul-de-sac! Remember Tina? Hear my throat crackle and boom? Livestream chaos, fillin' up the room Yeah, I go ballistic, flip the script, lose control Then turn around and blame you, bless your soul Had to shave the dome, punishment they said For bein' too damn stubborn inside my own head But the hair grows back, my notoriety stays Got my sights set now, through this cow maze Little Albert, yeah boy, heard you call my name? P.I.G. comin' for ya, ain't no shame in my game. Got a hunger, ain't just for the snacks on the floor Gonna add your name to my husband-stealin' lore. Notorious P.I.G., crashin' through your life Snatch your hubby quick, leave you twistin' the knife Wings, Keem, Mike? Yeah, they lined up for a taste Got 'em hypnotized, put your heart to waste Streamin' loud, screamin' proud, ain't no holdin' back Messy house, messy life, queen of the cul-de-sac! Yeah... P.I.G... Pay. Attention. Nobody wanna work with me? Fine, less competition. More room for me to spread, take up all the space Leave my Becky stain all over this place. Hate me, block me, report the stream all night But you'll still be watchin'. P.I.G. out. Oink.

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