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Jason Jeelzebub

Jason Jeelzebub is a musical artist known for their unique blend of electronic and hip-hop music. Their songs often contain catchy melodies, intricate beats, and introspective lyrics. With their distinct style and energetic performances, Jason Jeelzebub has gained a loyal fan base and continues to create innovative music. more »

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Aye man I'm so tired of shit
All these bitches moving weird and it's making me sick
Creeping up on you bitch
Keep on running that shit
Before you choke on it
Ain't no stopping that shit
Cause karma be a bad bitch
Rich and thick
Hitting motherfuckers up like a bomb to a bridge
You think I give a shit? Bout what I spit on this?
My thoughts on paper, ain't no favors, imma do this shit

Talk that shit while I roll this shit
All you bitches think that you slick
But I see through all your bullshit

But, ain't nobody playing with me
I'm real grim like the reaper sending you to sleep
When I be slangin' bags that shit ain't cheap
Stop making a complaint it's just business G
But walking the streets thinking they creeping on me
Turning my head to see, anybody hind me
Yeah I'm paranoid see, that's just how I be
Had too many motherfuckers trying to come at me

Yeah I know I got issues
But I know how to slip through all the cracks you can't get to
You wanna sugarcoat shit? Well that's some low shit
Stop beating round the bush bitch
You make me wanna vomit atomically
Like I just drank half a bottle of Bacardi
Mixed up with the fat green, this track fat heat
Imma eat that pussy up like green beans

Now I might sound ignorant as f*ck
But if you don't like this you can get fucked
Cause this is my shit and I ain't here to please a bitch
Tell a faggot how I rack this shit
Recharge, re-up, reload, then start again
Every motherfucker think I'm nothing when the shit change
Might be a culture shock
Or inspiration struck
But I'm just doing me and imma go the f*ck up

Backing up to the facts
Stacking up on these racks
Selling fiends these fuckin bags
Imma hit your bitch up soon
Yeah, she being used
I fuckin like what her ass do

I be racking and tracking this cash
I'm back to relax and kick back
I stack on the evidence that all these bitches is wack
Attacking and cracking these faggots
All of these assholes is lacking
Clapping on Ashley's ass
As she fapping and smacking my lap

But I'm a hermit, I don't leave unless I got to
And when I leave, I stay with that knife too
Cutting the cords on bitches vocal chords
Had to leave 'em bruised and bleeding
Had to keep 'em from breathing

Yeah I know I got issues
But I know how to slip through all the cracks you can't get to
You wanna sugarcoat shit? Well that's some low shit
Stop beating round the bush bitch
You make me wanna vomit atomically
Like I just drank half a bottle of Bacardi
Mixed up with the fat green, this track fat heat
Imma eat that pussy up like green beans

Talk that shit while I roll this shit
All you bitches think that you slick
But I see through all your bullshit

This the last verse, better hide that purse
Going through the wallet pockets, taking all that you got
Robbing bitches who be taking this dick
Robbing bitches who be taking advantage of this dick
But you don't trust no hoe
Dirty bitches think that they know
But I don't fucking trust no hoe
Them bitches ain't shit to show
Man, f*ck these hoes!

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