Lyrics:
And find my record spinning
You'll never no I was grinnin when I did that
This is the you-N-H-O-L-why
Deadly, like pesticide
So just step aside
speakin' again
I know she shed a tear, when I had to leave, it was pain
But at least you get to weep in the Range
Sometimes I don't see my daughter for
her when you're thinking about your words
She got me typing, deleting my messages then re-writing
In the hope that there's a smile when she's replying
judge my decorations
I'm your Neighborhood Jason
I find your women and rape em
Record and copy And paste em
Then post it all on my Facebook
Don't message
yards a game
My competition' better back up
I'm the e running back
Niggas that ain't ready get the machete
For the lyrical Jason of rap i'ma keep
why ever since you left me here to finish
By the end of my life I hope that I'm not the one who did it
Praying to a God I don't believe in for the same
aint wit the fuck around
Now dont you get it twisted
Im so fuckin vicious
Made it from the block
Straight ambition
I always win bitch
That's my tradition
get rich
What you think I’ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper
We got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac
I call it my bitch nigga
Back to avenge his own death on this earth
Ever heard of Jason, then you know my work
Down to the basement, the dog get it first
I can't help
Santa sat at his computer. Clicked the mouse to get his mail.
There were 1 million e-requests for Santa's time.
But one letter did stand out. Why it
get this message straight to you
If you wanna get back your lady
Your lady needs to know, oh, yeah
Ah, if you really love her
You know you got
own hooks
Or self-snitch, throw his own books
My family told me they was riding wit me
Even when I stray and the devil try and get me
If I stop
Youngest in my city tell me who could you compare to me
Showed them what i'm made of now these niggas getting scared of me
They see how i'm doing now
Lullaby, rap it, because that is my mood
Turn you to dust, I hope I ain't rude
Turn you to dust, I hope I ain't rude
Moving like Jason, slash you like Freddy
the place to be) (yeah)
(Outkast in the place to be) (yeah)
Did you ever think that you would be the nigga on the block?
Didn't have to break a steerin'
Yea
Red
Did you get the message girl
I sent the text, five minutes
Girl I sent the message yea
I'm ready if you ready
Girl I see you ready yea
She
don't you see how it glow
Didn't nobody wanna help us so we did it all alone
You can have that
They say I'm bringing rap back
If music was on Wall Street
to take in feel like my heart is aching
Sam I hope you get this message
Man without you here we all feel lonely
Damn you taken to soon it's depressing
(Tryin', tryin', tryin', tryin')
I pray these niggas understand how passion is contagious
(To get you under my pressure)
Richer
(I been tryin',
But you never did the same
You kept it all inside as if you had to hide your love
And thats a crying shame
Now were apart, what can I do
But get
you'll receive it.
I bring the Message The Lord name I reverence
My God is the Truth This my confession
I'm on it daily its my obsession
This is
did was catch a case
Smoking heavy in the whip boy you can't see my face
Want it now not tomorrow you just in the way
Do not text, do not call boy we is
Jason
Shocking your motherfucking body like grave dig
Then we dumping you all the say did
I bring pain to y'all niggas who be hating
Fortification 'bout
the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexin
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message
If ain’t about a check we ain’t texting
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