str8xedge - jack the ripper lyrics
“the bit about my sword… that ‘means of justice’ stuff? i guess i needed something to keep the ripper in check when i was knee deep in bodies…”
“you?”
“but you, all of this, is a wake up call to what i really believe, what i really am…”
“what are you saying?”
“i’m saying… jack… is back!”
scum that guy, that holy sinner
swisher sweet like it’s vanilla
i got brothers trappin’ bowls
i’m tryna move ’em to the villa
on my gang, we movin’ shiesty
diss and live, that sh+t’s unlikely
talkin’ sh+t on insta live
that b+tch won’t ever drop the addy
smoke a fatty, roll a slim, we shady
pull up in a black mercedes
swedish choppa move like bladee
on my sh+t, don’t f+ckin’ play me
light that sh+t up, got my boof
these b+tches wantin’ photo shoots
i got racks up to the roof
that glocky knock him out his voots
you thought you was sl!ck, but you ain’t even sly
we aim for your spine, that b+tch finna die
got all of my goons and we slide in disguise
it’s s to the x to the d ’til we die
i’m king of this sh+t, b+tch, i don’t even try
we spinnin’ your block, put ’em up in the sky
pull up on lil bronem, he sippin’ that pint
we poppin’ that f+cker right between his eyes
i live for the violence, movin’ in silence
ride with that murasama like i’m raiden
go into blade mode and b+tch, i divide him
watch that boy run when that mg be rising
b+tch, i’m the ripper, i cannibalize him
jack in this sh+t like i’m depp on the islands
off of the heezay, lil b+tch, i be wildin’
oli, come bring me the f+ckin’ horizon
“that nickname that you love so much… wanna know how i got it? actually… why don’t i give you a demonstration?”
scum that guy, that holy sinner
swisher sweet like it’s vanilla
i got brothers trappin’ bowls
i’m tryna move ’em to the villa
on my gang, we movin’ shiesty
diss and live, that sh+t’s unlikely
talkin’ sh+t on insta live
that b+tch won’t ever drop the addy
smoke a fatty, roll a slim, we shady
pull up in a black mercedes
swedish choppa move like bladee
on my sh+t, don’t f+ckin’ play me
light that sh+t up, got my boof
these b+tches wantin’ photo shoots
i got racks up to the roof
that glocky knock him out his voots
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