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jack karowak - the house that jack built lyrics

ayo
i bet 20 thousand on mac jones
walking through the skrippy with sticky sneakers for cash thrown
act grown or come home
find her getting her back blown
in new positions
we get creative while you get dial tones
i don’t know
i wouldn’t try this sh+t if i was you
cause once they hear rapping this height
you’ll need a mic that’s childproof
a wild dude
brain spilling, cleanup on aisle 2
got the youth in my town dreaming
they don’t do sh+t that i don’t do
foul 2, flagrantness
meetings where paper is
all for the love of the game
y’all lames make me sick
baby pic, piff blower
mower to cut ya green down
show up thе function disgusted
we all we need now
see what i bleed, child, is diffеrent
y’all ain’t gifted like me
but y’all ain’t heard the first twenty times i said it nicely
think you like lying to yourself
because you know i might be
ever so slightly ahead of ya favorite
so bite me
the house that jack built
of vacuum+packed sk!ll will fill a scale
a philosphic, pop ya motherf+cking wheel
call the homies
call ya momma
call the president
it’s evident
y’all ain’t beheading sh+t
and i’m the king until i said i quit
so suck my d+ck
i’m flipping scoreboards and breaking vegas
say my name b+tch
i ain’t saving labels til they sw+ng my payment
my third tape on the way
she 3rd base when it play
miguel cabrera, then she aim for the plate
sh+t, heaven knows it’s me
young moses malone in ’83
could spin the beat
snap that sh+t in half
then pick it out my t++th
like on some short rib
careers is short lived when they cross paths with me
i’ll burn this f+cker down
it turn a true new england tragedy
bagging frees till they had enough
sh+t all these rappers suck
don’t press your luck
or mom be missing poster pressing up
aggressive fun
sh+t, i write my lyrics then assess the rush
bless i must
signals and signs are circling, said we up
this ain’t the same rap you heard before
worship wh0re
they ain’t gon’ pick it up
i’m champ bailey and it’s 4th and more
tour de force effort
full court pressing the best in this
a specialist
where you don’t stand a chance
so go and tell ’em b+tch

- jack karowak lyrics

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