Split Mode
Jack Cobe
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Yeah, I'm just gonna get straight to the point (Yup) Jack Cobe, let's go (Uh!) Take it back to the basics, traces Since 1996 lotta MC's made a lotta changes Coming from all different races, places Been writing the book from blank pages Killin' em stages I been a lotta places, seen a lotta faces Everybody wanna be a Matrix Seen chicks doing tricks to hop on dicks Naaah, you ain't gotta guess who's back And you ain't gotta guess who's spittin' bars on the track Hold my back, I'm about to attack You gonna be lack 'cause I'm about to break yo neck Don't be wack you might get smacked and wrapped like a snack Gotta get a paycheck? Blow crack, make no sense And hit the blackjack why can't you be just like Kodak Black? (Yep) He's the goat, every single like he's sayin' is something to quote Take a note he's the shit You better than Pac and Big? That's a good joke My man, you're a joke and I guess you gotta be mentally broke Cause if Pac and Big were alive, All of these immature kids would choke now let's go Streets is full of hoes and snitches See ya boy wanna get money f*ck bitches You wanna be a man that's good to know Then why do you still act like a hoe Made a promise, you don't wanna break that See one shot, gotta take that Anybody wanna fight you gotta do what you do Speak what you think 'cause you don't wanna fake that Y'all bitches know what it is You don't wanna mess with this, this ain't no diss You got a gun but if I'm in the game every time ya'll shoot you'll miss (Yup) And if you ain't got what it takes You ain't got nothing that makes You look like a man fosho you fucked Cause if I shoot you with my lyrical gun I'll go ten outta ten Show me what you got, my shit is hot I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh) I step in the game you Swayze, you gotta be Swayze You gotta be Swayze All the shit I been through (shit I been through) Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you) And if you ever come across my name All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you) N-N-N-Now take a walk with me, talk with me You wanna fight me? Wanna show me what you got Wanna joke with me? That's a pain in the ass Imma kick yo ass if you really wanna f*ck with me Honestly all I wanna do is Hip Hop constantly Probably that ain't what these bitches wanna do Just a wannabe, you ain't shit now follow me Every time you see me tip tap on the beat Cause I keep keeping' Hip Hop on the heat Cause I'm deep-diggin' into crazy shit about All of you motherfuckers holy shit Cause I ain't gotta hella money But I gotta hella rhymes you to f*ck with Gotta hella mighty flow you to rock with Got bars about all of you motherfuckers about to be stuck with (Yup) I'm fed up with seeing the fake I'm fed up with looking for shot to take I seemed to be far away but I guess all this time I just been wide awake (Aha) I been writing and writing and rhyming I been dreaming and dreaming and dreaming Now all of you bitches are 'bout to get numb, hold up (Huh) Cause all I see is everybody wanna be me Imma show you how to do it anybody wanna see me Now you better listen to me if I gotta go and get it Then you gotta try to fuckin' let it go and this is how you take a shit and set it Everybody acting like a motherfuckin' rabbit Because I see all 'em haters bitchin' when I'm flowin' at it Always gonna be a hater, so you better take a butter Rub it on yo booty 'cause I'm gonna kick it motherfucker This is how you wanna rap, you're in trap Mr. Flow is spitting' at it with a Boom Bap Yep-yep, what up lil' fanboy Up in your face, take it like a man boy I'm addicted to Hip Hop ain't no way to step back Try to go at me boy I'm Mr. Clapback You'll lack 'cause you lil' wack I wanna do what you do, be just like you They say I sound like a shit and I know that it's true, know that it's true I'm switchin' my switchin' my hoes like my flows, switchin' my flows like my clothes Always been far from this Hip Hop shit nobody knows, nobody knows Huh, that's Lil Uzi for ya dreamin' and screaming' about it Drippin' and trippin' about it Half of these boys got it fuckin' with Illuminati What you gonna do about it every time you picture me Going down into history I blow the f*ck outta mic, we're not alike What I do in one verse, you do it in your whole career psyche I-I'm the clutch Remember the name Biatch Show me what you got, my shit is hot I just been givin' some fucks you been trippin' a lot, trippin a lot The way I'm setting it up I'm crazy, I gotta be crazy (Uh) I step in the game you swayze, you gotta be swayze You gotta be swayze All the shit I been through (shit I been through) Gets me popping' all the way better sicker that you (sicker than you) And if you ever come across my name All you gotta do is give me a reason to slaughter you (give me a reason to slaughter you) Yeah I'm barely getting started And all of you bitches out there Better watch out Jack Cobe Remember the name Let's go
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