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jay pikk - wtfu@ lyrics

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yea
in the building brim low, all i see is the floor
they think tha carter back, these whatchamacallit raps
never seen this before
dropping emcees with toe holds on my solo, just sent to soko (whatupdoe?)
going for intercontinental, so you can keep the local (ha!)
pocket jams the enterprise, motherf-ck the other side
n-ggas so gone, i’m sauron, you see it in his eyes (you see it in his eyes)
had to grind to get better, the alpha to your omega
they can’t hang man, rain man how i put it all together (hold up!)
craft bars like bastone, you’re just art sloan
this future legend in flesh, really been a fresh prince (yes)
arrived the same day as big will, a rider since big wheels
wiley with mics, dropping harder than anvils
if you the sh-t, i’m landfill
still dumping, that boy up to something
way he spit, got yo b-tch legs split like the jumpman,(ha ha ha) no tubman
who run the underground, quit fronting you love this sound (yea)
spitting rounds, (yea) stakes raised, (yea) shut it down, (yea) but-but-but for now (yea!)

shut the f-ck up b-tch and just dance (just dance)
get one more drink in yo hand (yo hand)
who me, a brother be the emcee
i’m with my n-gga semi, i’m with my n-gga jay p
now is you f-cking with me, now is you f-cking with me
is you be f-cking with me, is you be f-cking with me
girl is you f-cking with that, how i be humping the track
the thump in the back, don’t act, where the f-ck you at

i’m on
planet namek cleaning up goku and frieza mess
i be the best, ila cooked the beat, i put the beat to rest
chalakaboom, flows flying after my frag blow
y’all have no, vision like ab soul in a black hole (what)
y’all never seen power
make every rapper in yo team cower
raise all the f-cking numbers in yo green scouter
art of rhyme, i blow up after death like a martyrdom
figured that out without (without the) the spark of a harvard mind
so appreciate what we do now (what we do now)
cuz me and my n-ggas, we got the style (we got the style)
to get you off yo -ss and get it grooving
my n-ggas move in, without usage of any u-haul
shooting just like a pool hall, ready to murder mook y’all
pushing like leonidas and watching you and yo crew fall
ya’ll too small, do like night crawler and f-cking poof off (poof)
cuz me, ilajide, and jay p tearing the roof off

shut the f-ck up b-tch and just dance (just dance)
get one more drink in yo hand (yo hand)
who me, a brother be the emcee
i’m with my n-gga semi, i’m with my n-gga jay p
now is you f-cking with me, now is you f-cking with me
is you be f-cking with me, is you be f-cking with me
girl is you f-cking with that, how i be humping the track
the thump in the back, don’t act, where the f-ck you at



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