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joey the dreamer - 95 south freestyle lyrics

they spitting in novice level raps
f+ck going platinum motherf+cker put a diamond on the plaque
so my t++th can shine even though it’s grimy how i spat
ain’t no peace in mind from numbers when you rhyming through the gaps
my people thriving in the trap

i’m mr. nice suburban biracial guy til you f+ck with me
i make the game stop like a skipping disc no nintendo
we reminisce over you with extnedoes for popping off at the mouth
cause you got caught chasing clout in this house that we’ve been owned

i’ve been betting on myself sincе this world ain’t give me a choice
you can put mе up with the gods like i’m nas, kendric, or royce
eminem, cole, jay+z, ye, drake or maybe biggie and pac
with thoughts blacker than plagued daydreams

of israelites bombing these palestinian babies
but f+ck it’s too soon to be coming this quick
lately been wondering if given a hundred percent’s
worth the returnal if we gonna eternally burn in this b+tch

back in the day if she bleached her hair y’all was burning the witch
shouts to tike kubo this mental judo been yarning to flip
way to discourage the kids from having malnourishment fits
flipping my lid to feed them the mana that they deserve to be fed, uh
sleep is the cousin of death that’s why we go hard
my crew breaks fast in five man cells, that’s asa+gohan
my homie jay got a cool dog, he’ll gnaw your toes off
add toes to nail the show and we litty like molotoz+offs

pass the feat to bina, she’ll tell you to keep the toes off
chopping up the beat i can serve these n+ggas like coleslaw
if cole heard me on this beat, you think he would go off?
so hardcore it would be, if we could just go talk
and make a collab track just rapping our dope thoughts
f+ck, that’d be so raw

but i’m over wishing can’t push my pen for a paystub
penitentiary living is what i’m trying to escape from
these thug life n+ggas make academia paper
hood politicking in the east field where i came from

but i never sold dope i just hold hope in my chest
the moment is best when you notice the zest
no holding my breath, i can go toe to toe with the best
my dawgs can pause the whole stage, i can show you the rest

check the metaphors, like shinigami ghosts in your class
4:44’s using horror stories of past mistakes
to ej+cul+te plasma states of matter
its the only way you gonna, master bait to master fate
it’s conception is immaculate
these people vaccinate, yet can’t cure the hate
what a tragic state

my pen to the paper’s toxic
i make the whole nation nauseous
contagion containing agents that hasten pervasive coughing
like a bout with covid, collapse your lung with no ventilation option
i came to dominate this b+tch like m+s+ch+st were watching

- joey the dreamer lyrics

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