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j.s.k xxi & brythreesixty - big mad lyrics

this this this, this that take, this this this
this that taking over your clique
this that oversensitive s—
this that open doors for all mankind and i bet you hate on this s–
this that read fake and you give cake, and for pete’s sake you gon’ trip
this that hail mary, that kate perry, that great energy shift (oh no!)
‘ come from god, i see animals switch (switch)
bet you come up short in a leprechaun ditch (ditch)
f– it i’m sick of this s— (i’m sick)
run it i live in this b— (you b—)
heart on my sleeve and it fits (it fits)
this prerogative s—
where’s your doobie man, i ate mine (said i ate mine)
can’t go through me and my canines (and my canines)
which one of you thought ‘kuthi they blind? (hmm?)
kay right!
watch you flatline, izinja zami z’nevibe
uxing’ uk’ba uray charles, but now you’ finna stay blind
supernatural script, paranormal with drip
they big mad and it’s sick

i got dina in my dm if i see her imma flip
i got tina on my tl if i tease her she gon’ trip
then there’s barbara she’s my barber and her father is a cop
if i shoot my shot with her then guaranteed that i get shot

every time i rap it’s a miracle (ah hah)
i be going deep that’s spiritual (spiritual)
i can steal your show like a criminal (criminal)
ufc i’m physical

young n— got lit, me and xhosa women just click
it’s never a tie they just trip, i amalgamate with the clique
young n— igga got lit

i’m tryna turn myself to a nightmare (ooh yea)
rick flair i don’t fight fair
shooting for the stars, ricochet on the moon
lock and load , shoot shoot i got my sniper on
i don’t wanna mess the game i’m rapping with a diaper on
steady flexing steady flexing, i ain’t looking for distractions
i ain’t looking for instructions,i gotta make it through the sanctions
winning ways that’s my option, pull on the scene like a uber
centimeters i’m a ruler
trevor noah with the humor
i know i’m shining like lunar
steph curry i’m a shooter
camouflage like a trooper
ice’d up like a cooler
fist b-mp to my jeweler
trap house i’m the landlord
i give them notice i’m the landlord
jeremy clarkson with the whip
doing donuts in the whip
what’s a gig to a terabyte, the game was so terrible
turn up twin turbos, land shade can’t shade us
golden freezer on he mic

every time i rap it’s a miracle (ah hah)
i be going deep that’s spiritual (spiritual)
i can steal your show like a criminal (criminal)
ufc i’m physical

there’s god the gate, talking to me like “you gotta relate”
if i charge you like double, you’ll double mistakes
and i’m fighting the feeling of finding your, finding your…

- j s k xxi brythreesixty lyrics

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