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j.r. - prodigy lyrics

[intro]

yeah, do i really need an intro?
no, f-ck you! i don’t want a godd-mn intro, that sh-t takes to much work!
i don’t need a f-cking intro, alright?
my f-cking god, alright?
no, f-ck you!
there’s gonna be no f-cking intro on this, alright?
jesus f-cking christ
no, if you want, you can make this the f-cking intro, i don’t f-cking care
let’s f-cking get into it

[verse 1: j-r]
yo, i’m a f-cking rap god
coming clean out the streets, here to knock your head off
i do what i please, no need to explain it
b-tch, suck a d-ck. i’m triple x rated
i’m a straight f-cking pimp. i ain’t gonna lie
talk sh-t to me, you sound like you wanna die
i don’t tell you how to live your life
so don’t tell that to me, unless you wanna be at strife
f-ckers always trying to beef with me
keep talking, mother f-cker. have your -ss beat
my first rap, and i’m already k!lling
if i keep this up, pretty soon i’ll make millions
i don’t care what you say
go ahead, talk more, i still live this way
at c.v. i was the scr-p god
came to p.k. now, i’m a f-cking rap god
i still tried to p-ss down the tradition
all i got back, was a f-cking suspension
the struggle’s been real, day to day
but i still say what we’re all trying to say
you acting all high and mighty
one shot b-tch, and it’s nighty nighty
you don’t really wanna f-ck with me
pop a shot, make you scream, like a f-cking banshee

[bridge]

no, no, f-ck. do i have to keep going with this sh-t? godd-mn
it’s a f-cking long rap
you know, f-ck you dude. jesus christ

[verse 2: j-r]

what did i tell you in the first verse?
sh-t talk more if you wanna see a nurse
my mind is my mind, and not yours
i’m so powerful, make you walk on all fours
b-tch i’m a f-cking beauty
your d-cks so small, i had to break out my f-cking zoomies
i’ll toss you up and slam you down like sp-ce jam
if you don’t wanna get f-cked up you better scram
but yet again, running won’t help you
pop a cap through your back
and one in your mouth too
i’m the only one here with real sh-lls
you other f-ggots are only here cause swag sells
i speak the truth, and the truth only
so don’t try to say sh-t, you f-cking phoney
you mother f-ckers think i’m a wigger
i rap and talk with an accent, even though i’m still bigger
than half of you f-cking w-ngsters
you still all trying to act like gangsters
keep talking f-cker, i like my beef rare
i keep it cool, give you that ice cold stare
mother f-cker i’ll see you on the streets
1 on 1 dumb-ss i don’t need 15 peeps
i take your life away, i’m a grim reaper
you rolled number 8
your house became minesweeper
dropping bombs like i’m bin laden
with the sickest rhymes that you can’t fathom
when i walk in the house, the panties drop
can you f-ggots do that? huh, i guess not
i’m the illest cold blooded k!ller
rap like chocolate but i look vanilla
got girls painting my name on their nails
meanwhile your b-tch is still for sale
yes i went there, don’t even doubt
i speak my mind, stealing girls. i’m causing drought
the other guys thirst is real
meanwhile i’m on the highlight reel
i’m the king, you all are peasants
i deliver greatness, giving presents
my eyes are red, i’m on that good sh-t
i might smoke to much, i’m on my sixth hit
i walk out, b-tches on me
like i said before, i’m a f-cking prodigy

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