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Jerome & Joey Bryson

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Get the f*ck back before I erupt
You think you act tough, but, I'm calling your bluff
You don't listen when I say enough is enough
Oh you looking rough, well I'm calling your bluff
You think you so cool in your little streetwear
If I pull up yeah you better beware
Yeah, if I pull up yeah you better be there
Coming at me I won't recommend
Cause it's your sword against my pen
I wonder who'll win
You making moves and the world keeps turning
I drop shit and the world starts burning
Wanna get on this level well you better start learning
Open up yo wallet and you only got two bucks
I got two cars, two jobs, and I don't give two fucks
Everything you do sucks
Crazy to see what'd you do for a few bucks
Crazy what you gotta do when your crew sucks
I just take hits like Babe Ruth
I don't give a f*ck what you say, dude
If I were you then I would hate to

Yeah I'd hate too
Never had a minute to decide on the future
Lookin back I'd prolly change my spine to medulla
Wonder if I shoot ya, she still teach me karma sutra
Or locked up in a prison for my life ending sooner
Wish I knew ya better, yet I'm, goin through the letter
Feta, can't stop feelin cheddar, better weather, never enter
But I, can't stop comin back and, realize
I'm an addict she my smack and butter
Man with a plan, but no execution
Who can match the demand, it's a revolution
They can stamp and revamp, itta never move us
Earn a fan, get a hand, but I'm still a loser
Wish I had the regular ambition of a working-class musician
Gotta bust they ass and get no recognition
With petitions, try to stop my ass don't listen, try to hit me back
I'm flickin every sentence from they word stricken, burr ridden
Faces and places, my god your shit so basic
I'm jaded with name brands and college paid tuition
You should analyze the way that they privatize the pages
And hand in mine while I'm riding by with my recognized fruition (what?)
Man that don't make no sense, till you see my face on the fence
And understand my time was never spent compromising
Just lying my way to the top, come out triple threat an engineer with knowledge forgot
Blue collar individuals, so scholar just the ritual of making money spending money fiscal year permissible
(What now)
Now I'm on some drugs shit
It's a couple hundred
Times to hit the blunt rip
Lose the motor function
Waters not the substance
Keep the engine runnin
Till I break it's somethin
To want a life with a limited span but I think
I'm just the man to demand short, but fast lived like some sex with a fan

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