j-s.a.n.d. - sold out dates (freestyle) lyrics
[verse]
sold out dates, i’m no doubt great
y’all so outraged and lowdown lame and lowdown fake
i choke out fakes and throw out snakes
the popo gotta roll out tapes soon as i roll out tapes
i throw down profound pr-nouns, i throw down flames
and, if a n-gg- want beef, i’ma throw out names
it’s dead locks, so i’m sendin’ headshots
and blowouts, waves, combouts, braids, and low top fades, ayy
what the f-ck a n-gg- know ’bout j?
i’m the rose that rose out of the [?]
don’t really go out late and, no, i don’t clout chase
and i never hold out, wait, i slow down pace
with every flow i make, i never show out late
i came in the game good, i’ma go out great
don’t try to go against the goat, that is so not safe
n-gg-s don’t want no smoke, y’all n-gg-s smoke out vapes
they said sand too hot like mantel rock
and, man, you not, he like a pot [?]
he way too hot to handle like candle [?]
he twist the flow like bantu knots, n-gg-, they [?]
i drop the heat [?]
don’t give a d-mn if you jam or not, just give the man his props
’cause when n-gg-s try to battle, they see defeat
like sandals, crocks, and flannel socks
n-gg-, the dude go to work, he might make you move off ya turf
n-gg-, if you move, you get murked, take ya shoes and ya shirt
‘leel bars might shoot through ya shirt, n-gg-
pew, pew, pew like a church, n-gg-
you could get hurt, n-gg-, might put you in the dirt
with some shoes and a suit in a he-rs-
i’ma do you the worst, f-ck around, put a dude in a urn
f-ck havin’ ya funeral first
n-gg-’s gotta get versed ’cause the hook’s prepared
when i spit, they be shiftin’, scared
when i flash, they gon’ ask me like, “leel, why you took it there?”
i rip sh-t on wax like it was p-ssy hair
i’ma spazz on this sh-t, straight snap on this sh-t
every track is a hit, straight smackin’ you n-gg-s
subtractin’ you n-gg-s, that’s fact, never fiction
doin’ numbers like i was a mathematician
i beat the beat, the beat get bruised
i ain’t ever gotta get sh-t pre-approved
you could say i got these rappers on they ps and qs
n-gg-, i’m top three but i’m not three or two
feast on beats, they tellin’ me to eat my food
you could see i got the speakers boomin’
these n-gg-s think they gon’ get on the beat and defeat me?
do it, i’ma beat you to it and make a beat to do it
you will never find anotha n-gg- betta than me
i said that already, sh-t is h-lla repet-tive, see?
the beats i eat, we so f-ckin’ decadent, b
you n-gg-s faker than american cheese and mothaf-cka
i swear i get a lot o’ stares when i step on the beat
i do this sh-t with so much pleasure and ease
i got a devilish [?], you know music is forever with me
’cause i ain’t stoppin’ till i’m sittin’ where the veterans be
i don’t wanna be the one to burst your bubble-uh, dude
and i don’t wanna cause trouble-uh, dude, i know you
probably think ya cold, probably think n-body f-ckin’ with you
but really, though, n-body really f-ckin’ with you
you really suck on the [?] come at me? you gon’ come to ya doom
i k!ll sh-t, you gon’ come to ya tomb
my n-gg-, your sh-t trash and you know n-body b-mpin’ it, fool
n-body wanna hear the hullabaloo, now get the f-ck out the room
huh, i think gotta let it breathe, ho
they come to me ’cause i give ’em what they need, ho
and i’ma always be tight, be right, be right
left, down, right, up, left, down, got the cheat code
[?] ’cause i’m nice with a mean flow
always f-ckin’ the beat, high on the beatles
screamin’ “f-ck you” like ceelo
n-gg-, the way sand on the beat be like san bernardino (fire)
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