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kirk jr - ignorant shit remix lyrics

(kirk jr)
if you deny i’m what the game is needing
the place you sleeping get tagged and we don’t spray graffiti
‘cause jayv and me, we like jay & beanie or drake & weezy
display the fleece ’til hater’s deceased and the hatin’s ceasing
see me apart of a field of stars
and they feel it would be an honor to diss me
but face they doom for behavin’ greedy
more will win and some fall out when things get greasy;
but there’s the catch, don’t come in thinkin’ this game is easy
i told pr+cks to pick a different hobby
‘fore the pole spit, get hoes hit
and souls split into different bodies
when the clique’s equipped with sticks
we get whoever dissin’ bodied
relent with this?
when we diss somebody
they disembodied
this the body of work you think you seeing?
he clearly isn’t
we impaired ya vision
i’m comparing this sh+t in diz in “bodied”
load the clip to dish ‘em
send his head off into the distance
body all over the ditches
this b+tch ain’t surviving this one prolly
any weaklin’ as meek as you?
they become food
i speak and spew while
emcees get chewed
but don’t think im rude
since you the ish, fam i’m famished
could eat for two
seasoned veterans?
i season veterans and eat ‘em too!
and after i diss? i’ll have the itis
i sleep a snooze
wake, resume to leave ya head stoned
‘fore you even reach the tomb
the scene was gruesome
the deacons, priests, and policemen knew
you insignificant, so the incident didn’t reach the news
true, but a great day to remember
spray in winter, that’s a “mayday” in december
young king in the making
you raggedy little gigglin’ b+tches is just the
hyena gang hatin’ on simba
they’d race to a case like tay k’s
‘cause my gangstas won’t make haste
to go break in your safe sp+ce
my agenda’s to lay waste
better vacate my contenders
i’ll rap a verse that’ll pounce you
and thats when kirk’ll surround you
that’s rappin’ circles around you like hula hoops
won’t argue with you ’cause fool since you the truth i’ll poke holes in your logic through and through
it’ll get thru to you when them bullets prove you ain’t bulletproof
i’m sure to pull the ruger and shoot right thru ya medulla, oops
then spin the block like a rubik’s cube
then i’m through with you
when speakin’, you n+ggas walk on eggsh+lls, it’s beautiful
y’all tweakin’, that’s what them meth and x sales will do to you
been meant to excel ever since fl was fruity loops
i’m fleecin’
so+
(lil wayne)
+don’t leave me unguarded

(kirk jr)
he think he on par with
the fleece? beyond garbage
the team avant+garde
so please be on guard, if
we scream “en garde, allez!”, hoes leakin’
on god, it’s+

(jayvin)
+the demon hobgoblins
sneakin’ off in a beamer
speedy gonzales
the default option is seekin’ all the knowledge
the fleece y’all bosses, come meet in our office
it’s no fussin’
no holdin’ grudges, but f+ck all my exes, them ho’s busted
texas to tacoma
skets; we don’t owe ‘em nothin’
depths this low, the pressure bone+crushin’
suggest you don’t jump in
don’t be gettin’ stuck in my cold clutches
the clothes custom
your clique get sewn up like coat b+ttons
yellowy stones flooded
h+lla cold+blooded
you can tell i’m a low budget joe budden
yelling at folks and cussin’
even tho i be knowin’ i won
it’s no discussion; im fed up
you get no love
you slowed up when i sped up
your ho on a epic quest;
soul+suckin’ vendetta
and your whole function a setup
controlled substances f+ckin’ my head up, but yet i get up
tryna not repeat my sins
and they’re bitter, but they still want sweet revenge
is it sinkin’ in that you’re gonna meet the grim reaper’s twin?
i’m sleepin’, i peeped the trends, but i think yeat is cringe
don’t mean to throw salt, but we need to tweak the lens
‘cause things people think are gems are so false
your freak’ll bend, pole vault
fleece been the kin
this a g’s and pimps roll call
for the full on assault emcees pretend
for thinkin’ they can contend
i delete your friends; ctrl, alt
i’m at no fault
don’t make me open the flow vault
savage
actin’ like i don’t know no laws
froze y’all with a rap that’s
colder than alaska’s so+called snowfall and rapids
get slowed to a crawl and fumble
i treat this sh+t like a bloodsport
your coach called “huddle”
but you get ur whole squad pummeled
we full+throttle cutthroat
while u hold the ball humbled
karate throat+chop
dome shot the moment y’all stumble
you don’t like it?
quit rap, go solve a puzzle
this is for all my dogs, we known to pop
ho’s and thot’s bubbles
time to load the small duffle
homie the protocol: hustle
bullets, i only got a couple
but the chrome dissolve muscle
in hip hop, overall it’s a struggle
the goats are all going bald
we’re in trouble
this scope i got is the hubble’s double
get merked from the other side of earth
f+ck it, light the purp
the thug+life hurts
but the drugs i provide
i’m comin’ up to twice the worth
of heisenberg so don’t wonder why
your plug is gonna wanna find another line of work
that’s why i jet past
’cause what if a time emerges that the tides turn
fans become wise and mature and learn to reject trash?
stay steadfast

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