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esem – jughead jones lyrics

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[verse 1: nán fiero]
i am the concept, all i write is about me
i ain’t boring you could make it through my music without sleep (facts)
not like i do this to crowd+please (never)
i’m just saying you gon’ like what you heard and not count sheep (true)
it’s wolves in disguise, always watch who’s around me
stay on my toes long as i’m gout+free (always)
soy mexicano i be saying it proudly (raza)
so yeah there’s asada in my tacos no ground beef
i’m out east where they smack the most
might eat ‘em back at home, in the west till the casket close (west oakland)
take the long way down international
window+shopping on the blade where that ass get thrown

[chorus: nán fiero]
you know what i’m on, maybe you don’t
that real live fly sh+t, straight from the soul
what you see is what you get, take it or go
if you returning one before replacing it though, no
you know what i’m on, maybe you don’t
that real live fly sh+t, straight from the soul
what you see is what you get, take it or go
if you returning one before replacing it though, no

[verse 2: nán fiero]
i rock the beanie like a crown, young jughead jones
i could feel the hate, even when the love gets shown
rooting for me but ain’t tryna see me touch endzones
like, why i got ‘em speaking in a upset tone?
these folks need to touch some grass and watch the sun set low, fasho’
from a roughneck zone out in bip city
they might hit ya’ whip quickly then hit quickly’s
teenagers toting guns and grip bl!ckies
kids mobbing with big machines like witwicky (transformers)
no ssx, it get tricky
tryna go on tour and see the world with my clique strictly
my suit wet as a wetsuit, the fit drippy
dressed to impress, just to have a chick strip me
but coulda never let a chick strip me
of any of my chicken strips, get me?
[interlude: nán fiero]
my chicken, alright? that’s my pollo
you ain’t having none of this, i ain’t sharing
you ain’t getting none of these chicken strips, you feel me?
i get my chicken strips with the dip, all that
ranch, barbecue, honey mustard
what’s yo’ preference? i want all of ‘em, that’s my preference
everything
come on man

[chorus: nán fiero]
you know what i’m on, maybe you don’t
that real live fly sh+t, straight from the soul
what you see is what you get, take it or go
if you returning one before replacing it though, no
you know what i’m on, maybe you don’t



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