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shoneyin - po'ed up lyrics

(now this is hip-hop! no rules!)

no i’m not generous, k!lling n-ggas ya’ll feminists
you rappers playing games like this is sega genesis
well i’m laughing my pockets fat like elephants
no time to reminisce, slaughtered beat where the witnesses?
i’m the most hungry, i spit ruthless flow hotter than a sunbeam
yeah i rhyme till the track pause, don’t act lost rappers get tossed
frozen up jack frost
put my name in the hall of fame for staten island
drowning rappers call me posiden these boys i don’t like em
call of duty knife em, two h-rns like a viking now i’m striking hit you hard
where it hurts. rap version of mike tyson
cause i bite your ear off scared to square off i declare war on all you rappers that yall think are sick
check my phone the hoes calling me quick, cause i’m all about my green like a celery stick
my name don’t ask yeah my name is jason, but i could go jason behind the mask
how could jason be trash? spit fire see a heat

rash, -ssisting beats steve nash
where your league p-ss?
raps nightmare, yeah i’m right here
got more buzz than light year
i don’t fight fair
i tried to teach ya
i spit ether no teaser no leakier
with these punchlines you would think i took a hit from sharkeisha
lyrical -ss-ssination
i been waiting
i’m the best where the rest no need for debating
step your bars up!
my bars would have a dead blind man on the ground looking star struck!
beat my chest like king kong
hitting beats back and forth like a ping pong
ding dong ditch like a blade how i switch
i play the game fair it’s like you all stuck in a glitch
look at me you could tell i need a deal
what you record labels waiting for
lost track of every metaphor
i used gotcha’ confused
i’m like a bomb that can’t be defused
refuse to lose to you so called artists
if ya’ll the softest then who’s the hardest?
if i’m the bullet then who’s the target?
shoneyin the rap slayer!
see me they keep it moving like a escalator
ya’ll n-ggas playing games in the dark
well i aim for the heart
flow sharper than a dart
vybz kart’s no clarks
back straight no arcs
you in shock no spark
get you popped no tart
all ya’ll rappers slaves to me
basically ya’ll all not what ya’ll claim to be
name a beat if you can’t then take a seat
aim at me you put your life in danger b!
grab ya glocks when you see jason!
they don’t know what to do i got them back and forth pacing
been waiting now i’m losing patience
he dissed me they can’t trace him elimination
terrorist of hip hop
on my ground where ya flip flops?
time up where ya wrist watch?
tick tock (tip top)
got this game on zip lock!
coming to a pit stop!
now this is hip hop!

- shoneyin lyrics

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