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infamous bby j - destructive demeanour lyrics

intro:

wh0r-s this is what you came for
ain’t no one like me sh0r- to sh0r-
diss ’em all all day and my throat never sore
patterns like an algorithm flows i spit em sure

verse 1:

all cs think they got game by i’m the original
motherf-cker with the most messed up mental
imitator set to get some, busted dental
player hater check the sl-ts i been went through
it’s true, i’m that new gangsta issue
bring yo -ss back to that like de ja vu
with my, destructive demeanour that’ll f-ck you too
meaner and meaner more you face me boo
b-tches side with b-tches, and brothers side with b-tches
you see the j liquifying the witches
b-tches with glitches getting’ st-tches
the baby mama breads the next generation of fakies
they called her the queens of the streets in the 80’s
well they call me the god of grap leading into the 20’s
p-ssy got it by the plenties, because
why produce cr-p when you can f-ck up with grap
that’s g rap sit down, sip it up, lap lap
like shakur, i aim to be a hood preacher
life lessons you won’t here from no teacher
story of us ghetto warriors, give it all
to be, knocked down like toy soldiers
when it come to it, better protect my clique
hit back against the enemy like john wick
pull up for a driveway fast hands on the trigger
wanna hit the right guy, head to his mammas house
seven shots through the window
then go on over, f-ck his widow
b-tches they asked for it when they kicked the door in
my patience has already been running thing
now g-ngb-ngers disrespecting my turf
throw their bodies off sorrento pier watch’em sink into the surf
everybody thinks they know which way is right
but truth be told they shy away from a fight
self destructing taking y’all out with me
want you to see i stand for something unlike you g
hoping things gon’ get better but sacrifices will need
to be made, help myself to get good and paid
your hoe’s gonna need to be laid
you motherf-ckers don’t have the b-lls looks like you been spayed
everybody that hate me, what you gon’ do?
i’ma never gonna hustle with the bloods or the crips
already had my fair share of drips and trips
my demeanour will handle all of that
bat in hand, repercussions on hand
destruction always been my a plan
must be the hardest g from brighton to gisborne
always possessed quite the temper
look in the mirror what i see is a monster, lord?!
you told us you’d be there, till the end of the age
well where are you now? i need to turn a page
concerned, that i’m, stuck in this mental stage
where i’m feeling good before entering into rage
like i’m eager to through away my life blessings
stretch limits that i, shouldn’t be testing
i was thirsty with l-st, power drunk
threw her macbook out the trunk, for what?!
control, make up s-x, called her a wh0r-
now my all’s my ex, my past my once
my future my never, when will i learn? will i ever?
do i possess the strength, i sit and confess
pick up the pieces of my life’s mess
my lyricism i guess is a blessing, cause it’s all i got
so tightly i’m holding, rightly so i can feel my soul moulding
ev’ry step i take i’m moving further from love
pray i may follow the stars above
hunting for faith, i’m searching for guidance
crying for god but receiving only silence
as wicked ways, infection’ my system like a virus
can’t you see i’m no longer defiant, poseidon
i’m flooding these streets like water
k!lling beats, filling seats, magna mortar
delusions of grandeur i hallucinate
i’m revived again, murder, molester, mutilate
evil motherf-cker that’s riddled in fate
confessions ’cause for my descension is calling
but i just can’t wait
confessions ’cause for my descension is calling
(ha ha ha ha haaa)
but i just can’t wait

outro:

and don’t y’all motherf-ckers act like i don’t know y’all been hating on me
motherf-cker i know you all been hating on me, come on i know you gon’ hate me
i don’t give a f-ck…

- infamous bby j lyrics

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