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oracle - jealous lyrics

[verse 1: oracle]

i’m having a heart attack and my heart has been hardened black
since back when i started rap back in autumn gettin all on tracks
spazzin automatically the hardest cr-p
gotta skyrocket tax now that i’ve got the bar of rap
soon i’ll say i got a plaque for smackin the god of rap
when they get awfully slapped wheezy then they gotta blast
when i call em trash, they fall and crash, and they can’t follow back
like when i handle em on twitter, they just ball up and while i laugh
i caught ya -ss copying swag from me, cmon f-gs
ya’ll gotta drag in your jealousy of me and all my cr-p?
or maybe how i don’t have to stop to craft a godly track
rhyming? always thought of that even when i’m not talkin smack
oh god, you’re fairly odd, it’s apparent ya’ll are all a douche
i’ll beat you with a obtuse rubber goose, green moose, guava juice
roast ya while ya hangin out, hit you with a lava noose
though i’m the one thats murderin, i’ll be sure to use a lotta swat abuse
awful spotted bruise on ya malleus if you copy dudes cuz ya card is used
see you walkin loose cuz you gotta ruse thinkin that, “he’s not gotta clue”
that you wanna be me cuz im the bond of music, im the al-asad of all the new
sh-t in this generation, i could end the nation in a second
waitin on the best to waken, just to see a second fakest, they’ve mistaken
the blessed for taking verses, when i’ve taken effort making endless changes
to perfect the game and they just swept away the credit, basically
they really wanna be me so they jack my style
but they can’t perfect it so they just sound wack and wild
so i actually smile cuz in a way they all praise me but in the baddest style
they’re cr-p so i sit back a while and laugh and stack a pile of raps
defile f-gs in style cuz i’m gladly fantastically guile i could rap a mile
around you, snappin while i take back the files you grabbed a while back, beguile
puttin you f-gs on trial for all of that revile and ima
use you as a sacrifice, stab you with a jagged knife
go hang yourself with a bag of rice
b-tch! – quit acting nice
just cuz b-mpin these raps suffice your appet-te
don’t mean you go and try to maximize
on tryna jack it right to your tracklist, dyk-!
desperate guys ask to rap beside me on a track at night
but you get curved like an aquiline, but you f-ggots are all magnetized
when i’m on top, and slap you right into a pole on top of stagnant ice
now i got baggy eyes from tryna gap us like some chafeless thighs

[hook]
copy, copy, copy – that is all i see
all these jealous haters with their eyes all on me
i know i got this sh-t on lock, and my styles all on fleek
but that doesn’t mean you can copy what im tryna be

copy, copy, copy – that is all i see
all these jealous f-ckin haters with their eyes all on me
i know i got this sh-t on lock, and my styles all on fleek
but that doesn’t mean you can try to be another me

[verse 2: jahaziel]

nothing’s unpredictable unless it’s been predicted
i’m taking over the slaughterhouse
you bout to get evicted
winning over the popular vote and no one rigged it
i’m getting more ahead than monica gave to clinton
oh wait …
i just made a nasty joke and and no one gets it
and you bout to go 1-9 without me i’m scottie pippen
you’re more like a kaepernick cause i don’t think anyone picked him
by the time this song over you’ll probably be in prison
im predicting the future like an episode of the simpsons
everyone coming i my show everyone including lincoln
someone better put my face with the greats like y’all did to griffin
opening the h-ll and water gates
like satan mixed with nixon
and i’m mixing addiction with some drugs and the alcohol
and i’m fixin to diss they can’t function without adderall
not egyptian i’m the sandman reppin central arkansas
suddenly building a wall for you suckers just don’t sound bad at all
run around with the sauce
coming up like lacrosse
only want trophies and plaques
that is why i do not floss
i never lose i just win
talking to you is a waste
don’t even try to pretend
i know you copy and paste

[hook]

copy, copy, copy – that is just all i see
all these jealous hater wannabes with their eyes all on me
i know i got this sh-t on lock, and my styles all on fleek
but that doesn’t mean you can copy what im tryna be
cuz you copy, paste, and copy – that is just all i see
all these jealous haters wanna be nothing but enemies
i know i got this sh-t on lock, and my styles all on fleek
but that doesn’t mean you can try to be another me

- oracle lyrics

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