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jose halftime - wreckonize lyrics

verse 1

the wrist achin’
and what you been making you making nathan
and they the type to go and make a statement – never f-ck with that’
get your mother slapped, your sister brother and cousin capped’
while i’m drinking lemon tea – that’s enough, let him be’

rollin up a blunt or a joint, im gettin straight to the point
if there’s drugs around well then it’s hard to avoid’
i tell it how it is, see a missing father’s what a coward is’
in a ditch, pickup up that pen and i felt the power shift’
all these rappers aren’t seeing clearly its like they’re siamese
slicin up these cats you’d mistake me for being chinese’
learnt alot now and i ain’t pleasin a b-tch
surprised i even heard your tape that sh-t was easy to miss’

if i said it, then i meant it i make you take a trip to your dentist
never showing love you losing now in this game of tennis’
how the h-ll you wanna rock with a g
got a block locked to your leg and then you’re tossed in the sea

chorus

the game ain’t safe, ay
put you in your place, ay
look a little rough, ay
needa get a cut, ay
what the f-ck you heard, ay
you ain’t heard a word, ay
im runnin in first they ain’t even make third x2

verse 2

call me slick, need your wallet money quick then i dip
pullin up in a whip you see the p-ssenger is your b-tch’
i roll in buckets and she love it – even though i live on a budget
ain’t no alarm she must be there for my charm cause i be rarely gettin caught off my guard’

go on and hate on me if all these other rappers are sweet, then i must be savoury
flick the lighter up, your soldiers i make em bite the dust
thoughts turning golden i guess im holdin the midas touch
they wanna tussle an i ain’t kiddin i brought the muscle all about the hustle
they get riddled like tricky puzzles’

name a cat that got bars but he can make a track
i rip the tags off of my sh-t so i ain’t gon take it back’
there ain’t a challenge i ever met that would get me stressed
it’s safe to say i’d spit my whole tape on a single breath
rock you in the chest and what is next there ain’t no need to flex’
zombie sh-t then my best guess is your ‘left 4 dead’

- jose halftime lyrics

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