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jc assassin - three kings lyrics

[verse one – married to the game]
these are my f-cking raps, made with my blood, sweat, and tears
you send your little lackeys to fight your battles because you fear
us, we’re unstoppable beasts, go back to raping allcaps
already ended his career, been there and done that
i was sent here to kill to protect my brethren
and now that i’m here, you’ve already lost sooner than
anyone in your posse, and they’re all trash too, it must be why those f-ckers are family to you
exactly like 50, i told you not to push me
but you did, so now you bout’ to face the wrath of my team
you claim you’re a chef, but your food gives us diseases
your bars are cancerous, you must copy them from a notepad from canibus
i’m jack the ripper while you’re rip the jacker
you jack off to allcaps, get the h-ll outta here, cracker
you live off your parent’s smackers yet you call yourself a street rapper
i came from a poor environment, while you used your parents millions, you slacker
tryna be a lyrical miracle when you aren’t a worthy individual
time for the rest of our team to pull the plug on your career, your health condition’s critical

[verse two – tha hip hop head]
yo, messing with the -ss-ssin is a grave mistake
team shaolin will be howlin’ when i graze your face
with the razor blade, in my mouth you leave great distaste
it’s hard to not retaliate when you’re married to the game
rapping with marriedtothegame, making you wish you’re sorry
you diss them, i diss you, you’re outdated like ‘84 atari
i slam allcaps skullcap into the hood of a torn ‘rari
then sit back, grip gats, and smoke green like parsley
young toronto, don’t think i forgot about you
nothing but love my brotha, let the message seep through
i creep through the hood, a shot hit where i stood
but i brushed it off, then thought about signing to g.o.o.d
i’ll hit you from the west, then run off to the east
my name isn’t terrence, but i push a ton of keys
i’m more fine then desiigner, i expose your whole st–ze
then i sit in bahamas, feeling a nice gold breeze
[verse three – jc -ss-ssin]
this is facts, allcaps a racist
real facts, shaolin a rapist
they whole team in our basis
but they rhymes too abrasive
disappear without a trace
shaolin stay in your place
i been running to the home plate
n-gg-s couldn’t make it to first base
tell allcaps keep it lowercase
f-cking poker face look like norman bates
you gonna need a tabernacle
slave runners free from the shackles
aight, this really a battle
we been dropping y’all fragile
nina chopping back when i wasn’t popping
young to drop now everybody dropping
rappers double-crossing put them in a coffin
do it really often, shaolin forgotten
f-ck the score, allcaps a goblin
i’m a f-cking problem, got the team sobbing
got his head throbbing this is uncommon
i’m a devil falling from a guetamalan
allcaps acting really suspect
they be upset till the sunset
so we protest, rappers unkept
took one sec and i intercept
yeah we accepted, all elected, y’all regret it
we impressive, disconnected, y’all skeptic
really tempted to get my flows perfected
so deceptive, demented, your flow molested
target detected, disrespected, just recgonize
unidentified, alien rhymes getting specialized!

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