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sweetjp - boy-scoutz 'n the hood lyrics

[sample: edyie gorme]
look at yourself
if you had a sense of humor, you would laugh to beat the band
look at yourself
do you still believe that rumor, that romance is simply grand

[sample: terry cruz}
what b-tch!?

[intro]
d-mn
bark

[verse 1]
you come up in the club, like whaddup, nuts on the
table, spinning fables give it up
got a big ol’ act to attract the right crowd
corny sap let me take the mic now
got an ak? great i bet that it’s fake
cuz both of us ain’t from that part of the state
i pardon mistakes but an artist so fake
gets my heart in a race, let me start in okay?
neither one of are real that
had to pack to gats or deal fiends crack
had to blast back or wheels get jacked
so why do you lie to be like that?
that your mixtape? b-tch retire
only thing hot is your pants on fire
sucking up a story, glorified liar
stole your whole song, call your -ss lime wire
you’re a f-cking actor but this ain’t the wire
kinda funny rapper but you ain’t a pryor
whole existence a bit of satire
y’all washed up and thrown in the dryer
blairing air horns like a town crier
writing down lyrics that bite from viper
sagging your pants i can see your diaper
a baby without a cash money sniper
bragging about guns, know your dad pays tons
every cl-ss you flunk, spinarak play tough
getting trap game up, got a fat man bun
got a tat, face covered with -j-c-l-t- c-m
or is it tears? sh-t, that must a been from k!lling
dears? right. cuz you never went toe to
toe in the night with n-body wipe
that smile off your face time to show what your like

[bridge]
this is what you sound like smoking weed
this is what you sound like mixing lean
oh look another white kid with a switchblade
let’s see how it sounds when he get laid

[verse 2]
act like a player, served like a waiter
out on a field trip without your waiver
i was born in brighton and i wouldn’t say enlightened
so when i grabbed a pen and i descended into writing my
first thought came about gangsters fighting
sn-tching ice and shooting dice with
pretty women all swooning hyping
my human vices, but who am i is
not anything like that, nuttin’ but a punk rat
shoving other up inside the pit until i collapse
heroes that i’ve had were from jack-ss, bad id-
-eas going mad, got some plaid all on my flannel
too hot to handle, fell off the mantle
land in the fire and light like a candle
you flip-flop under my feet like a sandle
i dance round, urban struggle by the vandals
blaring out of my speakers, i’mma raise the bar
no way you can reach it, outer world, mars
i got too much drive, kingdom hearts
you’re about to die like, (-buzzer noise-) k-mart
wishing i was signed to exordium
but piece-by-piece i’m exodia
i be showing you, that i’ve grown up
to a monster, i’m dabura
spitting raps fast paralysis on a sap
that tried to understand when it landed in his lap
i’m exploding on the track like vegeta did to nappa
now you understand how i’mma make it as a rapper
talking anime, drinking, partying, skating
up til 7, am, final mix, playing
much respect to those all around the nation
i’m sorry for this b-tch -ss appropriation

[sample: edyie gorme]
and since you took it right on the chin
you have lost that bright toothpaste grin

- sweetjp lyrics

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