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ogs (2) - 451 lyrics

(verse one – jake fisherman)
call me jesse and james i’m more blasted than team rocket
higher than a plane and i am in the c-ckpit
my music is so dope it is borderline hypnotic
almost going crazy since the start is so chaotic
call me earl sweatshirt but i ain’t got no chum
i don’t go outside much tho it’s h-lla fun
wait no that’s a big lie this ain’t no post malone
laughing to myself like i hit my funny bone
my flows are so venomous you’d take as a snake bite
burning through these papers at 451 fahrenheit
doing all this rap sh-t for the h-ll of it
matt’s already lighting the joint go ahead and take a hit
you sh-tty people bloodsuckers y’all can stay leechin’
demonstrating these bars to you like i was mr. teachin’
singing no hooks like my name was jay-z
must’ve been a colorful touch like some h-m-s-xuality
losing all trust like i gave some crip a chance
way until they blue it but i know these raps be giving a glance
posted up with the crew sippin’ up on mountain dew
got old bars even tho these are brand new
i’ve got so many lines you’d think i’d be on c-ke
wouldn’t mess with that sh-t and that ain’t no d-mn joke
with the a-team but this ain’t no george piccard
don’t sleep on me be because i am a wildcard
this flow goes h-lla hard and shows anyone can be an emcee
even if it’s some random teen just like me
running those jewels with a 36 inch chain
just close your eyes and count to f-ck over my lyrical reign
all my life these types of bars have been up in my head
with all due respect these mumble rappers will be dead
let myself become a legend this rap 2100
go back to the first alb-m it’s a job well done
always lost in time but i always check the rhime
track nine this rap is solid every word is so pristine
this rap sh-t wasn’t in the plan like i was wiz khalifa
i used to get so high but then i had to step the h-ll up
people sometimes think i’m always left up i’m in my thoughts
it’s difficult to describe my mind like an ink blot
keep it hundred with squad while i’m always on my grind
try my best in mathematics man you just gotta see me shine
i spit all these hard bars like i was in a penitentiary
never goin’ there i don’t wanna see the end of me
making sure every line is perfect to a tee
opening your mind man all this stuff is easy
i hope my cinnamon apple will never do me wrong
getting all this sh-t out, into this crazy song
f-ck the population i’d rather be puffing on some trees
word up

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