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jahni denver - the craft lyrics

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[intro]
the lion is back, jd
bizzy the kid (we back at ’em again my n-gga)
yeah yeah, diamonds in the back, back
yeah yeah, diamonds in the back, back
yeah yeah, diamonds in the back, back
yeah yeah, diamonds in the back, back

[verse 1: jahni denver]
i see my last name burned to flames when my sister was slain
her ma-mom howled to the wind like a mother wolf who was maimed
and my dad was grizzly bear, but he cried like a cub
our hearts sealed up with this hatred when they took who we loved
and i never would imagine, that i would be rapping
eighteen i was jacking, next thing that would happen
five years p-ssed and didn’t have a rash, gave me the p-ssion
asking, i’ll be in the beat dancing
i’ll be on the beat tapping
straight safety and glover, same as me, lover
this is the life that i chose, turning rhymes into roads
still pedals on the concrete, hope i’ve never got an army
watch biz with a bird’s eye view
you can tell by the words i spew
sick with it, and i’m only getting better
i’m a straight go-getter
i want a piece of the pie, sleep when i die, and my words live forever
i will never stop, like death i keep running
straight to the top, my middle name is running
give it all i got and now the time coming
number one spot, i take the ship from him
mountain lion inside of me, now they dying to sign him
i who eyeing the lion, may i keep rising and shining

[verse 2: bizzy bone]
put up a cover let me tell these m-th-f-ckas
how to keep a n-gga off of them, tell people run for cover
n-gga bizzy with the double z’s, running with my n-gga j denver
we got another one to put up and they pulled up
and they stood up in they hood up on they own
entering the room, give it up for n-ggas
that be deep up in the cut
the kind of n-gga that’ll spit above a m-th-f-cka fore you give a bucket
tell a brotha give a little, help a brotha if you wanna
if you’re gonna on the corner of the alley
with a quarter back to cali
got my m-th-f-cka take a tally
take it to the mo-mo get the na-na
ain’t got nowhere to go, we got dough
in the middle of the rain
rollin the medical i’mma take it to the brain
never been ashamed, you know it ain’t a thang
tell me what the game?
ghetto n-ggas leanin’ all day
they don’t really want the battle mentality
but on the real we aren’t the n-ggas to battle b
i get the scrilla cuz i still got a battalion with me
but on the realla, we don’t give ’em the credit to be
up in the m-ss, with the br-ss, walls crash
when they clash, b-lls smash
with them wax walls
better be crafty, bet a n-gga be masking
and max on and max on
wanna keep this bullsh-t cl-ssy, spit another 16 at them b-st-rds
finna get this crunk sh-t nasty
get anotha whip cleaned and anotha whip cleaned
bing bow to the m-sses
smoke weed til i’m ravaged
jd hit a n-gga in the mouth, so cl-ssless
n-gga f-ck that’s some wack sh-t



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