My Show Pt. 1

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Jackson Hugh

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People always feedin muthafuckin lies
If you told me one I'm on it
Wouldn't even be surprised
Coz I'm reading through your bullshit
N I took it to the guys
All they said was drop the addy
Tell his mum to say goodbye

F*ck
Keep stomping til the motherfucker cries
Shit I might just keep on rocking
Til the motherfucker
N that's just how I feel
Why the f*ck are all these labels tryna grab onto a deal?

Like shit
You don't have to tell me Im hot
Know I've had what all these rappers
Keep on wishin' they got
Know you think your girl is bad
Alright she's at the top
But that was just the Borat in me
I was joking she's NAHT

Haha

Sorry didn't mean to do you like that
Feel the devil driving in me
When I rip up these tracks
She can feel it in her kidneys
When I hit from the back
Had her beggin' for this name
But she just got the 

Woo!

I know you know she's a hoe
Know she's fucken with the kid
Because he got all the flow
I owe myself for all the credit
Im not thanking a foe
I got it now you best believe that
By tomorrow I'll be doin My Show

Thats how you know ill get you talking
Exploding with these lyrics
Been struck down and now I'm walking
I guess that all downtime
Had me just like Stephen Hawking
But now Im feeling like a virgin
That just got done fawkin'

Im often
Appearing on your media
Mind encyclopaedia
Open your mouth
Coz Im fucken feeding ya
Your nothin
I really wish you could be something
But your bars are mediocre
And you look like Joe Biden's
Ugly cousin

Im mad your even in my presence
But theirs a price for everything
Your pockets looking peasant
I wish that you would go on home
And practice what your repping
You bars stink like shit
Mine are lethal like a weapon

Im steppin'
Closer to the top
Lyrics getting harder
Every time I fucken drop
I just hit the replay
If the beat wants to stop
Hammering these punch ins
You might need a fucken mop

To clean up
The scene after
I go harder and harder
I keep pushing on the throttle
Til I'm reaching nirvana
I keep rippin' up these tracks
street race in Havana
Know a lot of girls
n all of em could get this cabana

They're after
That feeling when you got a man like me
Know that everything you want
Was right here in the CBD
Jackson Hugh's the name
But the words will leave you wondering
Did he really write that?
F*ck he must be a prodigy

Im a g
Im a beast
Not obese
His wallet be
Haven't stacked the paper yet
But fucken know I'm gonna be
Im op
Not close to Cole or the greatest
But drop a lil beat
I'll blow your brains just like davis

You know I'm going crazy
There's no way ill be behaving
Im murdering this track
I guess that killing is my craving
Im fucken Heisenberg
Sell this shit but only make it
You'll take it
Puff it and pass it on to your neighbours

Okay then?
Your life isn't a movie
You cant even tell the difference
Tween a rock or a ruby
Knock you down
Pick you up
N go again just to prove it
My shit is simply too complex
So imma do it and do it

And leave you dazed and confused
Its just a state of my music
You should listen to these words
Be taking notes and don't lose it
Wouldn't even last a second
With the lyrical jury
Guess your boys got good lawyers
Case is wilder to fury

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