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jetjerick - pete's 9/11: unnecessarybawling (ft. lyrics

voice go slurry, vision go blurry off the 30’s no curry
ima percocet pirate sick wit scurvy
p+ssy plunderer, d+ck got it purry
vicodin viking like i’m justin jefferson
d+ck got it stirry just like a chef+or+sum’
thrust ‘n bust my sons like shotgun

yo b+tch think f+ckin you a chore
grim reaper callin for me, tap ignore
more like i tap bibby’s wh0re
more like i tap petey’s wh0re
i’m a lot deeper in ya wh0re
places a lil peter can’t even explore

scramble for your life, no regular, these extendеd clips
gamble my life on the rеgular off these blended scripts
sniffin’ only blues, my nose crips
peter’s b+tch can taste the oxy drips
she got hustle throatin’ the goat, buss’ up on the hoe’s nipseys

jet off the ’cets againin, vision spinnin
i’m nicknamed after jerick “jet” mckinnon
rip to juice & lennon
life too borin’ not to do a lil sinnin’
that’s why pete’s b+tch i go out and innin’, for 999 innin’s
her tongue 360 round & round, taz devil level spinnin’
jet off the ‘cets again
perky crawlin’ in my skin
pete, pete, pete, where should i even begin?
twin tears fallin’, you was unnecessarybawlin’ (when)
ya hoe had jet’s juice splashed, double dribblin’ down her chin
skeet skeet skeet, drippin’ on her nips, my kin

jet fuel can’t melt steel beams
but this grin felt in petey’s real dreams
jetty kreuger the name
twin towers fallin, jet crashed in what’s left of ya brain
strain to see the target, but i got fetty wap sniper aim

swiper no swiping petey’s last brain cell
got ya main’s cell & got her motel
horsec+ck wand in her one hand, odell
wock wizard, but ain’t even need a spell
remorse wock after i cast my sons, she nun but the past, farewell
pour an elite 4, then dora the explore pete’s wh0re
more than 4 inches ain’t been explored yet, before she met jet

she was chuggin’ my kids while i was chuggin’ this purple devil
perky daredevil so never pop one, i only pop several
bullets go go from this .38 special
“oh no, oh no,” peter’s voice go treble
bullets same as my percs, i only pop several
d+ck same as my percs, white size 7.5
stick to blame, put ya d+ck to shame
got all you & ya homies’ wives hypnotized by the sight of this wock wizard’s white wand 7.5
nickname my d+ck the fountain of youth
peter & his meat eater got a lot in common, they go both ways & love tastin’ youth
the truth, you should roll it up, face it
ironically the party stops when you play lace it

fetty wap, one eye down the scope, aimin’ at all ya hoes
fenty by the plenty, dope inflamin’ my nose
off 2 blues, lookin’ for clues
shout out juice he helped me get through the blues
went through the blues too quick again
needa hit daymaker, i’m sick again
not in the sweet way peter hits men
perky 10s, i needa pop 20 again
hibernate off the percs, find me in my den
they take away my hurts, now my mind zen
pray to juicethegodd for some inner peace, amen

peter failed a sobriety test while sober, not high
he cry while gettin’ arrested for a dui
he pleaded with the officer
“it’s just down syndrome sir
cause in my dome i own one chromosome over”
“oh sh+t he’s brown, get the taser”
on the real don’t refer to me as sober
percocet what i prefer, if you couldn’t infer
jet’ll pop percs off & on til’ life over
my vision always a blur blur
& i always talk wit a slur slur
everytime she think of me, her kitty purr purr
burrow in yer girl, ima give her gut a stir stir
transfer my kids then i skirr skirrrrr
team rocket blastoff in ya hoe’s c+ckpocket
now she team jet, seein’ double cause i’m offa lotta ‘cet
beat yo ass ’til ya see double too
ya layin’ on the floor, cryin
4 ‘cets i’m soar, flyin
dora in ya wh0re she ain’t never been this explored before
followin’ morn’ she can’t walk, she sore
she want my heart so i wockhardt out the door

- jetjerick lyrics

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