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jcb adhd - pyro lyrics

(reborn on the beat!)

lord, thank you for what i have i got many blessings
all these people doubting me imma teach them a lesson
ain’t no time to study, i’ll take you straight to testin
i got money and i’m extra like some ranch dressing
rap game falling apart before i stepped in
pull up to the line hit a swish like i’m stephen
driving on a gold road just like my homies in heaven
yeah i’m k!lling this just like o.j. in ‘97
you’re as miserable as the stocks during the great depression
look, i don’t even need to question
remember when you used to have talent lately you’ve been regressing
rival throw a deep ball, i got the interception
right back at ya’ like the light on a reflection
new girl keep calling my phone she building up a big obsession
balled so hard and that was only my first practice session
mess with me no promises that i won’t show aggression
i’ll leave you black and blue in a corner, guess that’s my confession
you’re feeling jealous i see it in your expression
shoving facts down your throat, you’re having trouble digesting
spitting fire is my own profession
i’m better than you without an exception
all this talent i have and i’m only 11
they mess with me and i send them to heaven
all this talent i have and i’m only 11

ayy, i spit straight pyro
my jewels bright red like the lightsaber of kylo
want to mess me and the gang, bring your gang to ohio
your career is crashing, you need some insurance call up geico
me and the gang counting bills before we divide dough
dollars green just like a.j
you call your muscles guns? we got an army full of melee
sprint to left and now i’m about to score
massacred this beat now i’m covered in gore
lyrical miracle
my talent is spiritual
what goes around comes around these disses be spherical
i’ll be the mouse you be the elephant
you’re the definition of irrelevant
start your flow
it’s your show
it’s a paycheck
got the drip rain check
your own shipwreck
hands on deck
it’s mic check (mic check)
nah, nah, nah

lord, thank you for what i have i got many blessings
all these people doubting me imma teach them a lesson
ain’t no time to study, i’ll take you straight to testin
i got money and i’m extra like some ranch dressing
rap game falling apart before i stepped in
pull up to the line hit a swish like i’m stephen
driving on a gold road just like my homies in heaven
yeah i’m k!lling this just like o.j. in ‘97 (back in ’97)
you’re as miserable as the stocks during the great depression
do i even need to question
remember when you used to have talent lately you’ve been regressing
rival throw a deep ball, i got the interception
right back at ya’ like the light on a reflection
new girl keep calling my phone she building up a big obsession
balled so hard and that was only my first practice session
mess with me no promises that i won’t show aggression
no cap i’ll leave you black and blue in a corner, guess that’s my confession
you’re feeling jealous i see it in your expression
spitting fire is my own profession
by the way… i’m only 11

(k!ll for the stick and that he bled)
(#phone rings#)

- jcb adhd lyrics

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