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jozeemo – cry now l.a.f. later lyrics

[intro]
so here we are, it’s just me and you tough guy
and i don’t hear you laughing now you f-ck
it’s not much fun when the rabbit’s got the gun is it?
you f-cking piece of sh-t
you see, i’m the real gangsta here
not you and your posse full of street n-ggas, me
look at me motherf-cker, i did this to you
remember me

[jozeemo]
j-dot, o-dot, z to the m-o
you don’t wanna get splattered? i’mma need you to get low
aim a barrel longer than my sleeve at your kinfolk
spare the women and children but squeeze at the menfolk
i figure that you never heard nothing like this from the h.o.j
well this ain’t your day
now you mad, i don’t flip a phrase and spit it your way
dho say i’m good, i’m staying hood, just get with phonte
get with pooh, get with 9th, they can vouch for my gutter flow
if hip hop was a b-tch then i’m sorry that i raped that ho
i’m here to get the cake and dough, pack this product, make a scope
if life ain’t bout choices, what the h-ll they make the matrix fo’?
f-ck smith, it’s agent jo’, spit artefacts but ain’t your flow
relieve you from the bread cause i’m feeling like it ain’t your dough
that’s my sh-t, you kidnapped it, held it up for hostage
my love for smoking aces, filled the hammer up with hot sh-t

[interlude]
see, it’s over for you, you son of a b-tch
no, this boy’s gonna learn some respect
you think you’re bad with your tattoos and your gang signs
well you’re wrong n-gga
bad is spelt s.e.d. around here, us
we are the baddest motherf-ckers on the planet
now say goodnight to the real bad guy
get him out of my sight

[jozeemo]
this rap sh-t, i’m p-ssed it, the b-st-rd of an artist
the beat f-cked my mother so i came out r-t-rded
the flow was like ‘caine, it was lined up and snorted
the mic was strong arm, f-ck it i couldn’t afford it
we all in together now, all for the cheddar now
started out raw, i’m still raw with a better style
lyrics where the pedophiles molested me
made me a monster, gangsta rap made me a sponsor
f-ck your criticisms and your bad form gestures
unless you got gwap, you’se a potential investor?
no i ain’t think so, opinions mean sh-t
got a mean grip, buck and get your f-cking spleen flipped
c-i-gs different folk, watch me inhale insanity
n-ggas was like cattle, godd-mn crackers branded me
fed o’reilly’s demanding me to change my path
i found it funny and responded with the strangest laugh

ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha
ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha
ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha
ha, ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha

- jozeemo lyrics

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