Rappin' for the Fuck of It
Jesse B Dawg
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I rock a nylon pick and a baggie full krylon tips The world will flip when they feel my style on this shit No challenger has ever stepped to a star destroyer Imma loiter at your employer im waitin' for ya N if you feelin froggish motherfucker leap Cuz im the kinda rhyma that could get a mime to scream at me Im busten wheelies on a husqavarna Puffen marijuana stuntin' like im travis pastrana Im the guy that they call jbd I got an open third eye thanx to dmt N if they ask me for something badder to f*ck with They get stuck quick with my hung dick and burnt with the blunt tip, I eat champions for breakfast you bum bitch Think again if u thinkin u swim with shark fins I start shit been known to finish it too Ill have you visiten the dentist when im finished with you Droppin' em fast when Im blasten' blood splashes Real, Real Thats how people get fucked up Droppin' em fast when Im blasten' blood splashes Real, Real Thats how people get fucked up I f*ck with bongman homie thats the muthafucken set Put a pistol in your face n make it smoke like a ciggarette Catch me in a screem mask, sayen wassup Smokin dank through a fish tank then fucken u up All the openers sucked The show was super wack What happened to selling tickets N gettin venues packed? I attack with such an elegant steeze That the assasins creed brotherhood is jealous of me The relics i bring are little lyrical gems You'd have to disturb a tigers' slumber To get your hands on them I gotta darker gift then brad pitt in a vampire flick You rock the starter kit ur plans are always backfirin' Its makes no sense you ain't earned no respect Your on beginner mode imma hardcore vet I leave the scorecard scared with an encore set I been in more bitches cars than Alanis Morrisette Droppin' em fast when Im blasten' blood splashes Real, Real Thats how people get fucked up Droppin' em fast when Im blasten' blood splashes Real, Real Thats how people get fucked up OK, yeah Imma one man band barbershop quartet I bring doom to the muthafucken Audio cassette Ill fucken body you any beat any tempo Shit get killed on a kidz bop instrumental I dont give a f*ck yall are just sitting ducks I Apocalypto flow then eclipse the sun I do this shit for fun f*ck a promo run Me solo is better than anything that you homos done Stoned pacman on the big dot diet F*ck a rap career shoot a cop n start a riot Eat a lions heart then tear a fucken rhyme apart Drink a gang a bang then bang a gang of private parts I bring bible smarts mixed with tribal arts Im finish with the mix before the fucken trial starts Im the boss man, Spokane Bongman Dreaded up freak that sleeps in a coffin Yo, that was the illest rhyme I ever seen son Ahahahaha
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