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jrogers - cash register lyrics

[intro]
welcome to star
you want to buy something or what
shut up b*tch

open up the register
this gun c-cked and loaded
expression on my face
popping off on what i’m holding(bloaw)
bullets in the chamber
not afraid to dump them out
ski mask and a duffel bag
empty all that out up in my bag b

[verse 1]
i’m addicted to these bad habits
crack addicts spasmodic
living in my moms attic
hit up off the gl-ss pipe
i’m speeding like a fast rabbit
living life on vegas
so i’m always full of -ss backwards
compromising daylight
writing rhythmic sequels
it’s diabolical miscreant
intellectual deviant
astronomical physicist
did i forget to mention this
acid type trip and
n-body ever believe the kid
persuasive nature got
genocide for the haters
skepticism is within them
she fiending to taste the flavor, your
day wasting getting faded take a
vacation whilst i’m paper chasing
going to get it you can lay waiting
giving prisms got images
laced within them falling victim
to a system(i refuse to be a victim)
pencil pusher slash junkie
bet i(better) make it bigger
you trying to see tht new movie
but i’m in the motion picture
like a hundred moves ahead of you
i’m thinking different
synthphonic message let that beat hit
the b-ss suspended
cloudy with a chance of banging on them
metaphors just like the monkey bars
you hate is hanging on them
say i’ll never make it watch me mess around
get famous on them dictionary destruction
bout to blow up like spontaneous combustion
it’s justin not just in but mr rogers k!lling them
the dudes throwing faces cos their
baby mommas feeling them
something like a lubricant
ain’t known for acting dubious
hate on my music then grab the mic and
come do this s**t
rap critics get m-ss spinach like i was popeye
-ss getter flip mad product like i was five guys

[interlude]
what’s up bruh got the stuff
yeah what you need?
just get like a g
alright it’s 20
alright
posted on the corner got the product
in my jacket gun clocked and loaded
if they reaching for the jacket line them
first i broke it down bagged it up
and redistribute doing anything (look)
i can to get an hour in a real booth

[verse 2]
following the footsteps of famous rappers
mom & dad don’t have the funds so
i’m a make it happen(i got this)
distributing to the addicts
who fiending from my bad habit
feeding false fables to adolescents
for cash stacking
responsibility for no one
literal meaning messing with this structure (destruction)
chopper got rocker for interveners
troubled seniors better get a p-ss
written victim system structure
something other than what hit the kick drum
i break it down like the g in a green shrubbery
these women used to break my heart
but now they’re just f**king me
remember when i first started
people making fun of me
now i body beats and these local rappers
ain’t touching me
bar for bar i’m banging harder than a p**n site
they say i need the foresight
i’m seeing so far in advance they call me four eyes
it’s no limits no gimmicks
yeah i rap dope with these images i’m depicting(get it)
lab and mouth gifted
i’m heaven sent like a scripture
filthy peasants present less
and this knowledge is what i’m giving
dish s**t out by the case load
an angel with no halo
rather smoke the po and toke
and chill and then just lay low
j rogers he a wannabe i hope he never make it
that’s the kinda people i won’t remember when
i get famous
don’t like my music? don’t listen to it
cos i’m make it ’til i make whether you people approve of it

[outro]
if you hating on the music
keep it pushing i’m not trying to hear
over send the chamber banging
harder than a f**king speaker
throwing dirt upon my name enough
to get you cancelled man handled
and given back to collect the ransom
i’m a make it with this music
forget a disbeliever
jryb ent modern day dream teamers

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