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jerico - hogwarts lyrics

[intro]
this some ol’ andy warhol
basquiat type sh-t right here

[verse 1]
all you lames tryna’ get up in the rap game
ain’t down to die for it, i put in over time
sacrificed 8 years of my life for it
wide awake at night, cryin’ for it
knelt down, prayed to christ for it
i’ll have it when it’s my time for it
’bout to ball, no backboard
put the beat inside a he-rs-
hop up in the driver seat, then peel out
if i get some red colored dreads
will you let a n-gg- get a deal now?
remember when w-lly kicked me out
i was hangin’ ten on the couch
goin’ in every time
so when i’m wit’ a crowd
i still stand out
sore thumb, b-tch move back
if the force gunnin’ i’mma shoot back
wit’ two straps, in a blaze of glory
this my story
ne’er n-gg- finna tell it for me
we recordin’? i’mma tell it like it is
lately, i’ve been fightin’ tears
feel like i need a new career, yeah
if the grim reaper come see me
man, he better talk wit’ his hands down
might flash on ’em, go chris jericho
hit his -ss with the smack down
wwe, none of you spitters is
f-ckin’ wit reezy, look
wwf, i am the best
here in the flesh, p-ssy

[chorus x2]
top floor
i don’t rock no tom ford
got the potion
hogwarts
she open like the garage door
i’m not cordial
check please
pay for it, you test me
i’m a beast, you dead meat
call me jerico presley
you get me?

[verse 2]
n-gg-s get a chain in the game
and get too attached
never had a boxin’ match wit’ a rap p-ssy boy
all you do is rap, true facts
ask about jerico, they lookin like
“who is that?”
but when it comes to the lil’ n-gg-s
all the kids got the newest slap
can you figure that?
shootin’ back for the culture
feel like murda, nolia soldier
told you cobras i’m takin’ over
vegas raised, stay in yo’ place, aye
magnifique rapper feast
that’s my strategy
gotta be somethin’
blood diamond fresh out the mud, i’m hot
from the east to west, i’m b.i.g. pac
came for the trophies, death to the phonies
sh-lls for the police, ain’t the bros
you don’t really even know me
chasin’ goals and daydreams, so i don’t sleep
look homie, i done went to h-ll and back
back when my uncle was out sellin’ crack
makin’ fat stacks, all that
way before “bombs over baghdad”
when my dad had a membership
from the ascap
scratch that, back to the co
got raw uncut dope flow for the low low
free smoke for my foes though, show no love
might take yo’ soul, that’s how sh-t go
lookin’ in my eyes, there’s a fire burnin’ inside
and n-gg-s don’t like me, i already know
me and vs in this b-tch
and we been with the sh-t
all my villains are down for the smoke

[outro]
aye, you get me?(aye)
call me jerico presley(call me jerico presley)
aye, you get me?(aye)
call me jerico presley(call me jerico presley)
aye, you get me?(aye)
call me jerico presley(call me jerico presley)
aye, you get me?(aye)
call me jerico presley(call me jerico presley)

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