Our Father (feat. Ra'siah)
Jase
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Yeah it's true I been gone for a while Back with a new flow and a new style Only choke when she asks me to Please believe this aint no 8 mile Mic in hand stamina like I ran 8 miles Spin a man leave man more than riled Come like ghost pepper aint nothing mild Young nigga too vile, come sick like bile Come sick like vomit, straight from the stomach Music man love it, just wanna make Sutten' Money I'm on it, organic man want it Blow like bombing, run tings like Silver Nah f*ck that I run ting like I'm Shadow If its lyrical warfare mans got pure ammo No fashion ting when I say I'm in camo Eating this riddim its coming like tacos Had to dip out of the music one time Lost love, couldn't find my mojo Now these riddims just hold beatings I should call them Mojo Jojo Got gyal trine assess my psyche Cause she thinks I'm loco loco I just really wanna count the money But this aint no version of Soco Soco I aint no French footballer but When I touch the mic it's griezzman Man don't wanna see me firing shots Have man like "why you talking about me fam" Truthfully I wasn't even sending shots But my bro if the shoe fits then wear it And think wisely about your next move Cah these 16s can get so scary Our father who art in heaven Lord forgive me if I start shelling Anyone within range can catch it Believe me I'm not messing Say hi to your highness Let me quick remind em what grime is What? every thing and a vibe is what i miss Got that heat revive your block sinuse' Top everybody inside your top rhymers They haven't clocked everything I write's timeless Inside every line is a virus it be so ill so cold in the minus Honeybear murking, my ways different Plotting and working , my days different Properly twerking, my baes different Sauce on a jerk ting, my yé's different Ra'siah murking, i stay different My fire burning, i blaze different Your bae lurking, she want me cuz i Put that work in, my pace different Cant challenge my pen game Always on target i got peng aim My powers make them Marvel If you try test then its end game Look Na Dont try the man You might see me swinging like Spider-Man I use my hands when shit gets sticky But couple of my G's got the iron man Im higher man, was fly now im flyer man Admire man i do what i does Honeybear still ride the back of the bus Gyal at the motive asking for us Hard work aint tasking for us Cuz we real up north niggas graft in the mud And we graft in the dirt But stay clean Left sheff city when turned 18 I was there in manny moving on the bait scene Now im back in sheff n im tryna make green Tryna get shows tryna get seen I got next flows bro wadya mean Ima fucking badman and im on my deeeen Wya where you gone where you been man
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