Lyrics:
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
I got called in
Free a man put a mason in him
Spot a faker dalmatian in him
Fingerprints and ID's nigga
Cheese runnin' by these
Never mind trees I'm
Weezy and Wheezer
Jay-Z and J-Balvin, I'm too original
Channels ain't showing me love but I ain't trippin' though
You been shooting down the star you was
matchin'
I kill rappers, I don’t need no stealin’
If I do lose a battle I’mma kill ‘em for real
I’m just kidding, or am I?
Things get real in the City of LI
on that shit you a bitch
Cause I'm back on my shit, throw a fit and go soak it in
I'm in this shit all to win it, i'll be the main reason these rappers is
I wanna be just like you K.c.c.N!
I wanna rap really fast in time!
I wanna live my dream a rapper singer!
I wanna be just like you K.c.c.N!
Come
Always been down with the capital J
I got a homeboy by the name of Dr. Bombay
My favorite color is grey! Uhh
I can't forget I like reggae
I'm Biz
so I could shine
Some days
I might roll a little J just to get by
Cause everybody wanna get high man
(Heaven knows I do)
Do any of these rappers even
years old, rappers see me
They be threatened (Uh, huh)
Can't fit in XXL, but I'm still a freshman
(God damn)
Ooh, ooh, can't take anything they handing
After this interlude they’ll ask me what I’m smoking
All these dudes shocked to see me so well-spoken
Dreams are coming true like I was chosen
Keep meditating
I eat medications sedations I hate it but life out here breaking
Keep it real basic
I'm never complaining I'll sleep on the floor for my
a scatterbrain, I'm a scatterbrain
How many rappers think they're really bringing something new
Like Paul Pierce I'm the fuckin truth, untouchable
I'm too live
cake, hey, the Method Man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact, I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be Sam,
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
On the spread, plenty cash, dumpin' blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydraulics, liquor 'cause I'm alcoholic
No college for my knowledge, 'cause I knew how
plus they jerkin my space
Shouted cause they chase when I strut out
Sift through my block I'm c-cool
She's my mood to brace
Stole my mind back black
So
bricks talk
Run when that Jack Daniels cap twist-off
'Cause fuckin' with that J.D., I put you in a Kris Kross
Fuck a list, I'm a Sith Lord
The West
Marquizzzy dark as hell for heaven's sake that's all you talk about
I'm better by light years I don't get what the fuss about
Steady going in
just like I'm Cassius' son
I'ma be the greatest like I'm Ash Ketchum
Yeah, got some living water, I could pass you some
And the way that I be spraying
Before you step to me, you should of called off
Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke
I cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain and told"
I live for my
Rappers rapping about rappers
Don't y'all fucking live
What the hell is this
Muze is Sikkest with the elegance
I feel like Magellan bitch I'm heaven
pitiful
Why yo faces so kick-able
Shock values so clickable
Fuck these rappers I'm eating them
Fall in line so obedient
Smaller than paramecium
Bastard
stackin this bread
To the muh fuckin ceilin
They call me the baker
How I cook up this milli
Take care of my fam
That's a very good feelin
I live by a code
named Tip when my deal came
Told me it's all good, even when it feel strange
Now I'm that guy that know them strippers by their real names
Rochelle,
Discuss these interlude 1 im a rapper by j live Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In