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jesse b dawg & tre fitty - poor recordin' clips lyrics

[verse 1 jesse b dawg]
every time i approach the beat
somebody dies on the opposing team
my flow is clean but im p-ssen downstream
nutty barz,guitars, and weed cigars
they say my sh-ts to authentic for these r-t-rds
my thoughts depart
my brain when i recharge
the matrix that i live in
has been insane from the start
no restart on my game its got cheat guards
but these arts will freeze hearts like tweak shards
sparks illuminate the room when i rip
i look like tesla in the middle of some wardenclyffe sh-t
you got some, poor recordin clips
and a wh0r- thats wanten more than d-ck
she wants to take you for your sh-t
n leave you with no chips
i learned my lesson i quite stressen on her stupid lies
i found energy and took off like benji’s kite

[verse 2 jesse b dawg]
any night a mini fight’ll get your kidney fried
im skinny white n in it like two dyk-s that 69
i never been much for writing hooks really tho
i rather entice the listener with lyricals
im an empiricall miracle
a mythical pinnacle
typical clinical
mind
n im thinkina fith ll be fine
when i rhyme from heart
the fire starts
the beat break aparts
leaven nothin but the art
im not the smartest but im smarter than most
n ima leave the world lookin like they seen a f-cken ghost
i carve my name into the side of your speaker box
quit actin faulty when they wanna play b dawg
lil b-tch m-th-rf-cka
u dont know raw
im on my way to the top
imma be a god

[verse 3 tre fitty]
metamorphic wit the master mental
knowledge of the ancient symbolics
call it the fallen language of the last
speakin’ verses that curses future versions
ya brain might bleed if ya hear it in person
the verbs is poison when i interject
in effect with the injection like a urchin
i profess to infect ya intellect perfect
get em a doctor cuz its urgent
the damage could be permanent
the vermin in terms im servin worms the words
that can put yo fam in a urn homie
throwem the curve ball yo
check the specs when i wreck the record show some recognition
can’t even step when i bless the microphone b-tches
even if ya light up the hydro n write yo best sh-t
you still can’t get wit us

- jesse b dawg tre fitty lyrics

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