Lyrics:
promoted by ya bitch, I got the head job
She ain't Jeff Bezos but I swear she got the best job
Her titties on pay-roll yeah that bitch got a breast job
They
away from our sadness
A sanctuary from this madness
If you want that
I know you know I got it bad like Usher
Think I'm Jeff Buckley, like lover
You
drunk
And hey man, have you heard Buckley singing Hallelujah?
He did what Leonard never could to it, gave it wings then away it was
Number two in
get defensive
And I’m calm collected
Lilac shine going undetected
I hit your mind same way that Jeff (Buckley) did
But Never on time can’t rush
When you said that you like Jeff Buckley I nearly cried
It felt like the best two minutes of my life
There was nothing that I could do
But I'm afraid
Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself close to his side;
If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got
Three-piece suit or, Jeff Hamilton (Yes)
Laker leather on, whatever storm we damaging
(You would go at him again)
Yeah, I'm the man again (Uh, huh)
Got 'em
got ten of these
Your favorite rapper is still feedin' off my energy
I just talked to Jeff, I told him strictly pesos
I just talked to Jeff, I told
come around.
This world's like a vortex trying to suck me in,
I'm lucky to play the role of a drowning Jeff Buckley.
I'm an OutKast in the state
Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself close to his side;
If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got
Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself close to his side;
If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got
(walk her ass, let's go)
Got more hair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (that Marni shit)
Mix green with that purple, I'm trippin', that be
Jeff,
Gwine to pin maself close to his side;
If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride.
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be.
That man got
can't protest this
Stop looking around it ain't no oasis
You can't leave till the man pulls the needle
Take that as a warning
Take heed or I'll
is my man Jazz Fresh
Soon as I worked through the door
I got trapped on the dance floor
See this girlie that I never saw
She was looking raw
Came
aren't for everyone
Bought my ticket I'ma have a run
In the maze (WHOOOO!)
If I don't come back or right away (Hey)
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Hey man cut that shit
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
& the hats & the tie's too wide
And too short for the scientist man
The chemistry lady with the roll-away mind
And the monster just ate japan
Ladies
forth by us, of course you know
Stay out our way or behold the brute force of Me Jeff and Ready Rock C,
We're a trio, oh, you didn't know?
That means
Epic Rap Battles of History!
Mansa Musa versus Jeff Bezos!
Begin!
Wallah, by the holy Quran I lay my hand upon
I blaze Bezos, inflict inflammatory
with them big chips with the bird lady and the Benzes (Benzes)
It's the fly away
Fly fly away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the only way that
Yo Jazzy what's happening man
Yo Ice Cream Tee is that Jazzy
Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Yeah they made that rap tune
"Girls Ain't Nothing but Trouble"
seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
'Long the side of me
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by
defensive and yell leave me alone
These are my quarters stupid, go get your own
Dude walked away with this look in his eyes like,
Yo man.. I wonder what's
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