Lyrics:
He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac we just eatin' off rap
One love
[Chorus]
[Just Blaze]
It ain't over, Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name
I be a hustler til it's over, motherfucker
The motherfuckin' dust kicker
Who can you trust?
Do you have the heart to see a nigga
Before you bust? My
To a funky beat to make you have a ball and
Jump, make you move your rump on the floor and like pump
C'mon don't be a chump, I see four and maybe five
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
roof, another day's placement, I'm ready to stay here by noon
A momentary lapse, is trying to prove me
I am not in a basement, emptying tins with a small,
[Bun B]
Let's get it started like transmission and alternators
Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call the greatest
Takin 'em down from
You know that we stay chillin', when I rap I'm always killin' these motherfuckin' beats
Cause you know we spend heat, after this album and I think
In the Noughties
I went from 8 to 18
Somebody wake me up
From my teenage dream
Please don't be alarmed by my childhood trauma
I always find the humour
notice ya friends
All pretend like its love
But tonight they've chosen revenge
My team be making moves together
50 something albums that should prove who
endowed
If you measured the
Strength of my click by the
Length of my dick
We'd be larger than life plus a tenth of an inch
[Chorus]
[Aesop]
Ya boy
So be ready with Java-Scripts like a code writer
Kill ‘em with lines I didn’t write like I had a ghostwriter
I’ve been taking you through a journey
album and I haven't quit
If I were you I'd take a second to check all of your wits
Ima do me no matter what you said or did
Keep talking you might be
wait until the album drops
No this is real warm but the albums hot
Now write a letter of complaint if this don't make you bop
I'm ready for war my lyric
by verse
You been getting so "unlucky"
Think it was a curse
Yeah, Yung Onion's on this album
Man he's got so much clout
And we also got that MulkyCWay
20
2050
Yeah 2050
2060
You just gunna have to wait
We might be old men by the time we bring out that album
JragonBorn
Jragonfly
Check it out
Oh yeah
Go
never be his bride.
When I'm dead and in my coffin
And my shroud's around me bound
And my narrow grave is ready
In some lonely churchyard ground.
Take
heard them sirens
Y'all done woke up the 8 the city full of lions
I'm tired of these women cause all of y'all be lying
No matter what I do I swear they
Got 2 bottles of water by my side
My doubts in my left and my pen in my right
Not ready to choose, I am borrowing time
Do I slaughter the mic or do I
before, man
It's gonna be me and you against the world, my nigga
Niggas ain't ready for it, man
We're the only niggas got the foundation, man
I've been
the dome, yeah
Donald Trump, he should be dethroned
Call me a dog, I'm ready to bone
Don't mess with me Linda, you best watch your tone
Yeah, that's how I
the sky, they're ready to shoot
I remember we were six in the room
Elder bro held me as we trekked down to school
No tuition fees to cover all of us
I be
shit on your new album or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half
Man don't you
not to chill with niggas
Now I'm backseat, I'm like Malcolm on the black street
With the album, I'm an athlete
The way I be makin' the track meet
One man, honcho truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo
Gloves on, no Evie
Trigger finger forever ready
One man, one machete
Out
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