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jgivens - jackpot lyrics

[intro]
the profit margins are different when prophets are modern and different
by all the residuals given to all of the false ones calling it spirit
we’re calling it pimpin’
boom

[verse 1]
jackpot!
imma write kinda like dynamite went behind the mic
imma strike like a matchbox
gotta couple mics and some merchandise
if you like it i might just go get the cashbox
stack lots for the have nots
oh no, i know what you thinkin’ bro, it’s in caps lock
photo, humble beast just unleashed a new mascot
and we come in peace but the middle east is the backdrop
we ain’t never scared
we don’t need no screening and no laptops
toto, we’re not in kansas no mo’
cue the explosions in slo-mo
before we go though, we hope to defeat diseases they preach to teens at ovo
yolo ain’t freedom
delete it, now flash the logo
this is more than record us
devour the score then orbit from door to door, on tour with the power
more than a plan of just how the lord, the lion, and lamb could save ’em
if yah becomes man

[hook] (x2)
this is crash test dummy, slab
unraveling mummy rap
cadavers unearth birth
savages in a money trap
stand up, hands up
stick up, everybody move

[verse 2]
now after we crash the safe
we detonate all the visible evidence, then replace it with faith
the elephant in the place is the plan to escape
welcome to the southwest
wa-wanna ge-get away, ok
over there there’s a lightpost that’s stringin’ the back as a tightrope
attached to a satellite kite, oh
and you might have to try though
with your eyes closed, and now drive slow
stay focused on the guy in the sky and not on the cyclone
this is mission impossible in a hospital
choppin’ like helicopters, some gospel food for your obstacles
got some news on our shoes
when we hit the ad-list, energy from a triple threat ent-ty
that’s a trilogy, feelin’ me?
and that’s three in a row like tic-tac-toe
and that’s a hat trick
we ten toes deep in these streets, and that’s toe tactics
tic-tac-toe backwards
matt, mark, luke, john, though
homie toe tag it

[hook] (x2)
this is crash test dummy, slab
unraveling mummy rap
cadavers unearth birth
savages in a money trap
stand up, hands up
stick up, everybody move

- jgivens lyrics

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