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jefferymw - hot dogs and booty freestyle lyrics

(verse 1)
i hope my raps provoke thoughts
take that anyway you want
one song i write about drugs and cops
the next is me seeing girls with out tops
they say my music is cancer
i tell them to connect the dots
see everybody want the school rapper to fail
it’s just more motivation for me to prevail
(i mean i have to)
f-ck letters on the report card
don’t ever let that sh-t measure you for who you are
f-ck selling weed scale my intelligence in these bars
wouldn’t be caught dead selling drugs
probably find me sleeping on the surface of mars
every local song i hear is about money and a bad b-tch
put down the blunt and scribble something intelligent
(please)
something to at least make me ponder
i don’t think my ears can take this torture any longer
done seeing girls get f-cked up sh-t faced ratchet
used to split logs and roll them now i’m burying the hatchet
i’ve moved on, trying to get a grip on my life
like i followed music it came to me as a bright light
figured out i’m going to college but my parents in debt
thats just the cons to tuition i guess
broke, hungry, but i’m not completely hopeless
still on the pursuit of happiness
i try to tell my parents its ok but they won’t listen
it’s the cards i was dealt but you know i’m gonna keep on fishing
mom i finally outgrew partying like 4 year olds at chuckie cheese
life a cat and mouse game you gotta decide what you wanna be (x3)

(bridge)
i love hotdogs
guess what else i love?
guess….
i f-cking love d-

(verse:2)
i’m just kidding that’s sick but let me ebolarate
why the f-ck does anyone care who the f-ck you date?
i promise if you stay true to yourself happiness will come
(hehe)
where i’m from if you say you’re a musician you get eaten up
korn the only one to make it out of here doing everything musicians love
my inspiration is derived from how they made it
i’m just trying to make it out my highschool like how jonathan davis did
i’ve been trying to work out my schedule, i’m bench pressed for time
but it’s hard when i got alot of sh-t on my chest three sixty five
if you p-ss me the mic
verse so cold turn rain to ice
storm coming, 100% of michael’
greatest lyricist of all time i dont mean to gloat
but every time i read my lyrics it’s like i showboat
my bars are strong like a steroid, could leave a crater in the moon copernicus
l-l-lost for words, like you need coordinates

- jefferymw lyrics

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