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bart kobain - jedi (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]

when i was a child all i wanted was to see my dad
couple years later all i wanted is the perfect match
than i grew a little more realising that ain’t it
it’s all about fam fans and a lot of cash b-tch
every where is home turf always talking casual
i don’t know what’s manners ho i never read the manual
her husband said he’ll shoot us both
i thought about a cuckold
got two women wet and driving yes that’s a car pool
messin’ with them hoes i don’t even know their first name
we can see her g string, she know my n-ggas thirsty
hope we moving third base so i can take you home
got wine back at the crib or we can cop that rhum/ c0ke

[bridge]

flaunting like a jedi they been saying i’m the last hope
forget about your new man girl i heard he got some old jokes
lying to yourself is it the money or the crib ?
we can hang out at my place i got the bottles and some weed
(x2)

[verse]

talking fast with a lot of pace
with a lot of stress we can see the sweat
you be saying more but i’m hearing less
watch your sand fall through the hourgl-ss
too on need another gl-ss
takin’ too long, need another gl-ss
drunk driver still i never crash
mad sk!lls that will ever-last
think about it on the day you die
who gon’ shed a tear ? who gon’ laugh?
who go bring the liquor ? who gon’ gasp ?
who’s attending and who gonna p-ss ?
i’ll be there with a whisky gl-ss thinking
“which but should i smash ?”
turn up till i talk trash
all limits steady over-p-ssed
dear lord i don’t wanna crash in a world of poor, bros and thugs
see my world is pour,bros and thugs
schoolbooks, weed, and bluffs
cash money power level up
death treats in the envelop
eyes wide like i popped c0ke
mad folks can’t take jokes
i pull up on em like a kamikaze
they started flipping no they wasn’t ready
now the police want to come and get me
not aware i got hide-outs throughout the city
south park yeah my city cray
everybody drinking every day
tons of gallons and that yellow trey
bottom line we just bottom up
silver tequilas with bunch of lemons
i don’t f-ck with beatles watch me step on lennon
i was impressed seeing kaeper kneeling
though they did em dirty the whole world is talking
pay attention when your women stalking
you might end up exposed on a apple tv
finding yourself doing origami’s
try to get her back while she riding other n-ggas
i like my joints with a lot of lettuce
bring in security i’m a menace
shakespeare ain’t sh-t to me
i learn from nas,jay zand kendrick
puffin yoda with that n-gga chris
let em known we plan on getting out our dreams
a lot of juice with a lot of gin
and that dirty money never coming clean
i would be dead if it wasn’t rap
that depression too deep if i couldn’t write
my n-ggas got mad cuz they couldn’t fly
said i’ll grow out wings so they gotta wait
the fam is starvin’ that’s a lot weight
and i think about it every single day
god let’em know that i’m on the way
evils are watching i better pray

[outro]

when i was a child all i wanted was to see my dad
couple years later all i wanted is the perfect match
than i grew a little more realizing that ain’t it
it’s all about fam, fans and a lot of cash b-tch

[speech out]

yeah n-gga
that’s how we roll man
shout out update crew man
“ain’t n0body f-ckin’ with my clique”
we chasin money money money money money money haha uh
gotta stay focused on ya sh-t man
don’t f-ck around bro
snakes know how to smile
stay focused

- bart kobain lyrics

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