歌词
混音：ANGER
BIG SHOUT OUT GOES TO
Leo the pickle
(pickle)
Man I freestyle shit instead of writing lyrics
Now who’s great
let me tell you who’s fake
I need two blades
Ima do the Wu tang
My new style no guidance
Y’all can’t tolerate
Born in a game
Ready to play the game
Take your ass away before it’s too late
JASIR WILL touch the horizon in the morning
To those faking on the real
We the realest no doubt
You want rhythm now I just don't **** wit em
It's the J-A to the S-I-R
Your rap only combination of letters of alphabets
Michelangelo resurrecting ya’d better hiding in
This is my style my style I’ve told you fella
Shining now bright now who promote me fella
Myself myself I was grinding fella
Climbing fella now I’ll be the finest diamond
Word up
Spread my voice to the whole world
Freedom or jail, clips inserted
A baby is born the same time my man is murdered
The beginning and end
As far as rap goes, it's only natural
I explain my plateau
I'm finna killing those brainless assholes
Now who us? A screw-up
Tie my shoe up
Bout to kill yr original shit like Joyner Lucas
So better gonna hide
Better go die
My level stably hotter than fire
Better than mine?
Killing with rhythm
Hit them wit hit them wit syllable lines
No caping no limit
I just do what I want
don't bother me
Freestyle on the 10 minute
Off the rhythm nobody can be toping me dis moment
Who dat?
young-in wit a dream boom bap
hit the lottery
I ain't got no words to say but wait a minute
I got hooks to play
This is my style my style I’ve told you fella
Shining now bright now who promote me fella
Myself myself I was grinding fella
Climbing fella now I’ll be the finest diamond
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