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3rdiiiuth – jack bastards lyrics


[verse 1: ragz b-st-rd]
you never know where n-ggas may go
and she love a n-gga spirit like she kayko
we muy caliente, spitting fuego
tour life
me and my n-ggas cruisin’ in a winnebago
we making pay rolls
and that’s the main goal
see it all in the near future
i’m mario super
the way i jump on to compet-tion heads
like they’re koopa troopas
activate my boosters
i be the bees knees
giving 16s for free
i’mma sick teen i sneeze
do as i please
i mean geez louise
travel the seven seas
to seize everything within the reach
of this group of ill teens…
i had to take a break now i’m back at
i’m not asthmatic
but i need some inhalers
like one these fast rappers
my n-gga, my flows sweet
and yours is like the candy wrapper
elevate my mind and expand my brain matter
in a matter of seconds my mind is weapon
but i’ll still come strapped wit a smith&weston
to ya intersection
that’s if i’m feeling threaten
man i got a method to this madness
late night love affairs with a california actress
she is a bad b-tch
with the sneakiest of tactics
pin her to the bed
that’s my wresltemania match-tress

it’s young ragz
money bags
price tags, n-gga
still the same n-gga
just got a little iller
got a little sicker
tryna get a little richer
rest in peace big l
are you getting the big picture?
rest in peace big l
are you getting the big picture?

[verse 2: jack cityz]
they call me jack cityz
out for platinum plaques and cr-p
from my ill spoken raps
like i was mac milly
and these cats silly, man
cause third eye gone shine and
relish in the moment like an underdog
when his arm on the podium
higher than pickle sodium
number one
and still cop funds with no c-cked guns
eliminating pellets
i’m pac-man
give n-ggas the back hand
i’m that man
sneaking in your city all black
like i’m batman
strapped with the mic in hand
packed fast
corner of 89th and summer ave
performing sebastian with al and ragz b-st-rd
my n-ggas fromlunch lines and math cl-sses, to
studio booths, sessions with different gr-sses
the younger demographic
backpacking with hall p-sses
they wanna be us
dig us from our feet up
we ill
no robutussin pill can free us
the sickness that we got fam
has got into the wrong hands
i’m so cold, anaheim flow
a mighty ducks fan
something i wanna mention
having suspicion how real these b-tches livin’
let me explain
like this one was ji lame
past year and some change
she let n-ggas get in her brain on instagram
not mentioning names
your new found fame is f-ckin insane
the sickness mane
i bounce back with the quickness
ignorance is bliss
wait.. f-ck that
vigilante to eminence, ignorance is hindering
all about your benjamins, unmindful to the -ssault
get smacked down to the asphalt
like that’s his -ss fault
rapping till my last call
bumpin ab soul
i’m 18, but i got the problems of an old head
a comp sci major b-tch, sh-t gets decoded
i go in
harder than a java f-cking program
in college not cuz i enjoy it, got no other choice
when me and my boys spark noise
we outta this joint

no pity on many, i’m jack cityz
doing what i please
bleed this sh-t
deeds are spent
give you what you need
beats equipped, in my -rs-nal
and these other rappers are my catalyst