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JK-47

Jacob Paulson (born 15 January 1997), known professionally as JK-47, is an Indigenous Australian rapper, musician, and activist from Tweed Heads South, New South Wales. His debut album, Made for This, was released independently on 4 September 2020. more »

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Uh, let me let you step in my mind for a minute My son said daddy one of them ones know I'm different
And I ain't even have to use a flick of the wrist in the kitchen but you knew goddamn well I needed some chicken

Why the hell all these females be thinkin' they bad
Quick to say a nigga fumbled the bag Whole time I'm on the D-line, Michael Parsons tryna get me a sack

Michael Parsons livin' on the edge

Michael Parsons pin you on your head
Michael Parsons tearin' (Terrance) shit up
Michael Parsons high school up the gut
Beg ya pardon , baby girl, what's up

This ain't no Martin, Gina You the one starting me up
Talkin' bout we goin' to your crib And you gon' show me how you livin
We can get some pizza But you know me, bruh
Told her to slow down, but in my head iWas  really like speed up

When I get rich, I'ma kick my feet up Mobbin' through the city with Fat Jesus
I ain't gotta worry bout fallin' off they cant leave us
Better believe it or not, no Ripley's Half of the world shot, they don't get me
Give me another shot, I told them to hit me Different color hue stunned (Houston) my eye, no Whitney

Lookin' blue in this room, it's trippy No lie, think them shrooms jus hit me
Nigga seein' all type of shapes, I'm feelin' like a baby just yelled come get me
Man, I can't wait for the get out this state
Louisiana out the 318 West side, I'm from the Grove, bae Fabulous on the stove, babe
I'm thinkin' my mind got a mind of its own Tears in my eyes start to cry on their own
Said you were here for me, don't pick up the phone
That's why I stay to myself, roll a cone

She love my music, said I'm in my zone Now she wanna hear her name in a song
I was like, cool, but she heard in my tone that she was out of line and dead wrong
Like a misspellin' on a headstone She always talkin' bout I before E
Negative I can't put you before me Hope you understandin' that's  what it gon' be

If you don't, you really trippin', you wildin
Gotta grow up, cause ain't no time for childish mindless I really be by myself, northside on the island

You cant see the watch on my wrist, hell nah, whyCause this shit is timeless
Mindless thoughts in my head
Beatin' and it really got me wildin
I really be goin' through shit and you can't even tell Cause a nigga be smilin
And I pray to God my bro get out the can Cause everyday he be dialin (Dylan)
No Berry, overseas four (for) hours on the ferry
Tryna find me a queen, no dairy

I got me a lil' yea, she sprung no Jerry

I get'em by twos and fours, I ain't talkin' bout my homeboy
I got Perry, but if he need me
Just hit me on my motherfuckin' phone, boyHe got powder,
no Harry

One wish, no fairy
Switched up on me and went contrary
You know Dallas that's Jae son (Jason), no Terry
Rose gold strap, I might Snap when I carry (Kerry)

I get what he want, but the price gon' vary
Keep it concealed, cause this ain't open carry
But do what you want, I don't really be carin
Really be puttin' this shit on, I'm sharper than Darren

And I been in the field, you can ask Chee
The twins, Rakeyman and Pharren

But I be on the hill with the Hill'sWhen my Pops, pull up on us, they callin' him reverend

Yeah, yeah
But I be on the hill with the Hill's
When my Pops, pull up on us, they callin' him reverend

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga want a piece of my Reese's
knowin damn well I ain't sharin
Stupid ass boy

Dumb ass nigga
You can't get none of that, no
You can't get none of that
I feel like I was on heroin at the end of that bit

You be in heroin?

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