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john river - the bastard of the north lyrics

[verse 1]
the flows hot, guess i needed a fan
most n+ggas believe in god or believe in a man
f+cked your dog on its knees and its hands
that’s your b+tch, take your pitch and get it
heaved in the stands, don’t believe in god?
believe i’m the man, no contest and
you needed a hand, this is a test and
you needed to cram, i beat you to the top i guess
i needn’t of ran, well d+mn daniel guess
you needed a van, this is lebron when he was
leaving the land, told my mom all i need is a plan
you think einstein needed a scan?
or did he know, was is apparent, plus i’m godly in appеarance been a g+nius since a baby boy i potty trainеd my parents
i’m the sh+t, i should buy pack of huggies
advice for new rappers? quit go back and study
i live my life by 3 rules, k!ll a n+gga if he snuff me
a pig will never cuff me and a b+tch will never cut me too deep
i f+ck the world until it comes to its feet
i been the guy i want the pie and you’ll die if you try to ever come for a piece
better use some better judgement
be happy i set the bar or else they’d measure you to nothing the climb to the top thinking that i might slip
it’s been a while since the city seen a talent like this
if ever, for now i have to master the sport
a little b+st+rd on the way to being king of the north n+gga
[chrous]
yeah for now i have to master the sport
a little b+st+rd on the way to being king of the north n+gga
yeah for now i have to master the sport
a little b+st+rd on the way to being king of the (yeah)
ay look for now just now i have to master the sport
a little b+st+rd on the way to being to king of the north n+gga
yeah for now just now i have to master the sport (yeah)
look, look, look

[verse 2]
hood n+ggas got clout, rich n+ggas got blessed
good n+ggas got out, b+tch n+ggas got pressed
which n+ggas got debt? trick question
we all do n+gga sh+t, which n+ggas got next?
they say it’s all you n+gga + the savior the truth
all the sh+t that they call you, it’s on you n+gga
you a diamond in the rough they’ll try and con you, or p+wn you
so please don’t trip on the sh+t and the slits that
we fall through n+gga, and they selling to the masses
get money smack some asses? help my mama pay her taxes
i’m conflicted, plus we financially restricted
get rich and blow it all? the mentalities encrypted
when we’re young, like f+cking b+tches raw
when we’re sprung, and pull on any n+gga disrespecting where i’m from, like i don’t got a gun, n+gga run when you see me
lowkey, only emulating sh+t i see on tv
all that sh+t that they showed us, make a n+gga wanna throw up gang signs that we throw up cause our poppas never showed up
no popovich to show us, you’re block ain’t real its just so
cops can make quota, the give you diabetes sell you
pop or sell you soda, and hoping that you slip
and if you ever get a grip and if you pop and if you blow up, you got 24 cousins trying to ask you for a favour
aunt gina’s gonna die, what twenty tracks is going to save her? not quite n+gga, guess i made it off of waivers
not hype n+gga, rap was looking for a saviour
i’ll bite n+gga, just let me string up the torch
dreams of blowing up the states and being king of the north
being king of the north n+gga
[outro]
yeah (x6)
look just let me string up the torch
dreams of blowing up the states and being king of the north being king of the north n+gga
yeah (x3)
just let me string up the torch
dreams of blowing up the states and being king of the north n+gga

- john river lyrics

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