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j-spliff - first in line lyrics

[verse 1: j-spliff]
ride around cph
you see they always first with a rhyme in session for djs (wuddah)
i’m first on the scene with a flow technique
so d-mn clean no matter what, you and your team
preacher swag the whole screen, you like it
i’m so mean the flow go tighter than four teens
i need to confine it before it hit you
lock you in the bas-m-nt, push now, fritz oh, uh
we money makin’ machines, spliffy and niki beams
ain’t n-body on the minds on the grind all the time
proper twins, borderline, in it for a f-ckin’ hot minute
yeah, we sizin’ up everybody, children and your women
hard body boogie no gimmicks
boss leave a rookie head, spinnin’ like i’m detour
knockin’ out wanderlei in 44 seconds
wrap up your knuckle, start swinging
i’m first

[verse 2: niki beams]
look, i came a long way from the stu y’all
lyin’ in the booth like snoop dogg
window to the wall tear the roof off
y’all is just enough to handle like two dogs
huh, now everybody want a piece of mine
i put my brain on pause, need a peace of mind
call yo boo baby, i need a piece of mine
got my [?] sideways [?] (yeah)
now copenhagen is better (what?)
came from outside to [?], huh
salute to the heavy hitters
rap it like a native, shinin’ without the glitter
never second best, yeah, that’s a promise
and i ain’t talking no threats, i’m talking commas
you [?] so let’s be honest
i’m waiting at the finish line for you all times and i’m first

[hook: dv alias khryst]
yeah, i’m first in the line, so we don’t gettin’ by
tryna cross my path ain’t smart, if you wanna live your life
yeah, i’m first in the line, so we don’t gettin’ by
tryna cross my path ain’t smart, if you wanna live your life

[verse 3: royce da 5’9”]
(yeah, yeah) heroes performin’ for them euros and kroners
dollars and diamonds and we get hoes the b-n-r
fear knows the loan, al capone artists
ain’t no movie, we get n-gg-s’ blood like we roll with donors
so don’t -ssume it’s cool to roll up on us
this ain’t a joint, it’s a bomb that’ll blow on ya
you better check my file i [?] up corners
so run, when you see the whip slow up on ya
it’s fun and bullsh-t we trust
we pull clips we bust, we could’ve switched it for what?
i see you hoes at the concert
come and see me and vishis on stage looking like two stars like a set of converse
battle us, sh-t, we’ll let you rhyme first
then spit a rhyme you can’t see like a blind verse
your favorite rapper’s sick, i’m worse
i’ll lose to see the devil in a white suit, in a brown [?]
i’m first

[verse 4: kid vishis]
(yo) hip-hop’s been dead from dancin’ and walkin’
hip-hop dead, ’cause royce and em wouldn’t talk it
so i don’t know how y’all livin’
detroit’s prince, i can send villains to get ’em like bring ’em me to finish ’em
i’m feeling sick preacher my wisdom
he, who perceives him as being fickle, get punishment pistols
he losin’ bodily functions, we goin’ in with missiles
to tear tissue and leave wounds, that you can’t st-tch them
[?] cool, but watch dude, this is still a pitbull
bite like a great white sight like it’s light at night
5’9 same briefs same cloth [?]
make a count team for the cream i sacrifice
whatever’s after [?], that’s what i miss
you a punk, with this beef, you just gonna snitch to the pitch
one punch, i had you talking through the wire kid
or you can take this cannon like mariah did

- j spliff lyrics

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