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kwame jhosef - absolute control lyrics

kwame jhosef’s verse:

got a tweet from my n-gga said i should jump on this
yeah we stomp in your hood, your whole metropolis
give them a beat and a verse they still can’t murder sh-t
these crazy wannabes think its all about smoking cannabis
king of the jungle my n-gga i’m like a lion is
y’all n-ggas p-ssies with t-tties y’all like a lioness
a young n-gga i’m still learning to rap
but trust me my sixteen make your album look whack, trust
in fact n-gga i’m einstein with a pair of jays
that only mean that i got swag and a pair of brains
that girl an educated b-tch she gimme mad brain
these hoes act nice only coz you getting’ a lil’ fame
so many polo my closet look like a carousel
grown men business f-ck these kids like a pedophile
oh d-mn i’m the hottest in this sh-t
if y’all disagree then y’all can take a p-ss, b-tch
i school rappers i’m back packing these new n-ggas
a bad boy i’m sean combing these motherf-ckers
nothing ever impossible when you with my team
tingle round in business n-gga i k!ll your self esteem
and i don’t fly no more n-gga i levitate
and we don’t give a f-ck like n-gga we stay celibate
its three n-ggas one beat and yeah we k!lling it
life like a movie b-tch i am the ventriloquist

[verse 2 : a-clipse]

it’s that piece of mind, most of these fake ‘real’ rappers leave behind
they redefine the real rap, make it seem declined
thinking they always ‘go hard’ with them feeble rhymes
it’s the same reason i don’t see most of these people shine
i swear to god, my wack bars are your lethal lines
me then you never go fi crush, we’re like the equals sign
i know you’re thinking that you’re dope and all that
but what you wrote is all cr-p, i spit flows of illegal kind
it’s high time that you’re spittin’ something meaningful
i don’t even lie and they say i’m unbelievable
it’s so sad that these rappers wrote trash
and they claiming that they spittin’ punches but we only see ’em blow
there’s no beefin’ though, i don’t wanna take it there
but i got a point for these rappers, lemme make it clear
if you ball, it don’t mean you can kick it with me
you could try, you would die like you n-ggas came in pairs
how can you tell me that hiphop dead?
real bars from day 1, man i zip up tracks
real n-ggas are a dying breed, i could bring the healing
but i’m feeling it’ll wear off like flip flops, chaps
i’m still sleeping on your best verse
i k!ll n-ggas, my wack verse a black he-rs-
“smoke them n-ggas!”, i was told by kay-t
so i’m bringin in the coffin like smoke in my chest hurts

kay-t’s verse :
godd-mn im so disgusted how pitiful
beatin down the block acting like these n-ggas feelin you
i mean its cool if you do sh-t in your living room
take hip hop outside then i’mma have to get personal
these dumb f-ck boys thinking that they all that
think they mean muggin they be thuggin in that all black
i mean that’s so wack you muggin in an all black?
f-cking with ma set and get a clip see thats all black
naah forreal i know some dudes that let that tech fly
leave a hole so b.i.g you’d think that they from bedstuy
mean why u n-ggas trynna claim ma biz?
you beating me? even martin didn’t dream that big
naah forreal yall make me sick maarf-ckers i should just spit on you
thinking that you illy n-gga ill hospital you
trynna act tough like you c-cking thing
show you i snap bones like an x-ray machine
know we ain’t stoppin till our face be on them magazines
then they send that paper faster than a fax machine
but naaw……yall can’t see me im gone as burnett or judas
p-ssing patron armed with rougers
ma mind entirely fascinated n-ggas think they rule us
i said judas and rougers cos fo’ i snitch on ma fam i turn ma dome to a tuber
wait….say halleluja…now this the point i school ya
im beethoven fused with a sensei this that joint that’ll move ya
flow 187 bruh packs glocks
n-gga your set full uh chickens go cluck
i got a knife in ma hand and the director says cut
you ain’t feeling like a goose i suggest you just duck
thats loaded lux in your speakers trick
that means you getting work in your speakers biiiitch
yh im crazy sh-t
sawn off catch you slipping then its oops upside your head like you crazy sh-t
im with a crazy b-tch
head game dope best believe i gave her b+
now thats an 80’s b-tch
i wrote this verse mediocre go ask me why
cos i know some dumb f-cks gon be stupid enough to try
tse!

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