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jzac - taste (remix) lyrics

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[intro: jzac & ​d.a. got that dope]
d.a
yeesh, jzac
is it recording?
uh
test, test, t+t

[verse: jzac]
i said excuse me, but what you on my property for?
best believe i make ’em pay like monopoly boards
and i’m only in to win it if it’s got a reward
you ain’t doing rap shows, your sh+t’s a comedy tour
i just play the music to convince you
my success will either motivate you or offend you
coming out for vengence, i’m like the avengers
if we talking rap, i’m as accurate as ninja
i ain’t got a free minute, i ain’t pausing the game
i’m off of the chain, you lying, and it’s all for the fame
you already lame, i spit it so it’s pobably flame
you on that jerry smith sh+t, dawg, you cost me the game (nah)
this is not a one+man team
told me chasing music was a dumb man’s dream
and now they barely give me sp+ce, let a young man breathe
i think i got the tunnel vision that a stuntman sees (woo!)
entertain the crowd, bust a couple flows
they know me in la and in buffalo
homie, check the atlas, your facts are backwards
it’s crack when i snap, out+rap these b+st+rds
i’m ice+cold like the winter if the heat ain’t cranked
this goes out to every rapper, dawg, your beat ain’t safe
sh+t, i’m probably half the reason why your cd tank
and i mean everything that you see me say
every line that i’m on is a ticking time bomb
any minute now, i’m ’bout to be a living icon
flashes from the iphone and some other nikons
heard your sh+t and reacted, couldn’t help it, i yawned
taste, you ain’t got no taste
tell me, “slow down,” i ain’t got no brakes
they tryna join for the ride, but i got no sp+ce
how you tryna hit hard when you ain’t go no base?
start it up, start it up, start it up, start it up
we all gon’ eat, you ain’t starving us
truth is you ain’t going hard enough
lord knows and you know (know)
you gon’ reap what you sow (sow)
i was made for that throne (throne)
since pops got off that boat (off the boat)
hottest motherf+cker that be under the sun, dawg
i’m spotted everywhere, i’m like a hundred and one
dalmatians, keep the razor blade right under the tongue
you premature, i see your eager ass is jumping the gun
found the missing tools, led me to residuals
practiced all the rituals and backed it up with visuals
check the track record, [?] rap records
now i got their head spinning like those old black records
that’s a vinyl, i’m an idol to the kids of the youth
and i did it being me, i’m just living my truth
half man, half amazing when i get in the booth
started winning, but i’ve always been willing to lose (woo!)
[outro: jzac]
hoo!



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