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jet alamo optimo - stupid full (big screen remix) lyrics

parlayin with the bosses, puttin gods on crosses
you wanna swim with the dolphins, then i won’t k!ll you softly
freedom what this cost me, in a vert with a softee
ice cream cones, and thighs, short skirts, knee highs
and you listen to obama lies, but i dont mislead you
this is a ghetto poem for the ignorant peoples
i give you the light, in the dark so that you see
and i play my part like an actor on t.v
but i’m seein (scion) you like t.c toyota
until i drive lexus, you lookin over me
well o.k. then, if thats how you want it to be
i’ll sit here and write my raps, like a novelty
and it could be my first album, still a masterpiece
to beat illmatic, youre still at it, and i just wanna eat
so im shark mouth, jaws wide open with the knowledge
and as long as my brains dont spill out, i still got it

verse 2:
this is my song, my verse, i’ll find the beat later
i don’t know how you do it, but i made paper
it brought nothing to me, and disappeared like vapor
so the world i’m livin in is as fake, as darth vader
in some vans, but you dont know im talkin bout shoes
in j-pan, this is another culture, even on the news
so what you sayin, shut up if its not tweetable
and you know im heatin up, when im retweetable
so the future is seeable, as long as your eyes are open
and i see it clearly, like 20-20 without bifocals
and chauvinist pigs, turned out to be not pigs at all
and that nasty subway sandwich i p-ssed on
it smelled like sweaty b-lls
and man b-lls, not transvest-te, i dont know their bio
i come down on you hard like big bro from ohio
some were goin for a t-tle, but i dont care what you call me
cuz when its said n done, you all are gonna be salty

verse 3:
so many facts provided, a science book should be made on me
nothing but the facts (fax) like print another page for me
and before you get the message, my thumb gets tired
and i dont preach lil n-gga, so im f-ckin the choir
they all b-tches anyway, like a feminised dog pound
and i smoke backwoods, when i chop the logs down
i’m bloggin right now, like tweet a trendin topic
and watch i make the sun dropp when you pop sh-t
u gotta read into my lines, like ur farsighted
i was goin to war before the god mars tried it
so what does that make me, the creator of justice
or the leader of illuminati, a k a old trusty
i remix hip hop like the old record was dusty
my c-m shot thru the condom, when i bust it
these hoes want e, but they need endurance for me
you can’t last longer than my ex, and she was 93
years oldddd
jet alamo

- jet alamo optimo lyrics

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