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trpj - spinning around the globe (cypher) lyrics

[verse 1: jdm]
yeah

i’m feeling sick, cursed, when i’m spitting this verse
it’s like an intro that just burns ‘cause these bars are perverse (pre+verse)
and it only gets worse, when i am giving you words
it’s like world war 2 in here, letting the brits’ go first (haha)
nah, man, i’m kidding, but english scotts, we just don’t play
better stand in position to get squashed like it’s oj
‘cause it’s like you’re underground on the tube and ya phone says
that you ain’t got bars so just take that sh+t on board mate
see i just get better on a bender like i’m kicked by beckham
i’ll have your life in wreckage like you reside in the streets of peckham
you wanna f+ck with jdm well this is the time, the place the setting
ryan reynolds calling up when he sees jdm just wrecks ‘em (wrexham)
see i am the person that will put you in a deep depression
‘cause my bars so sharp they will jab you like lethal injections
never go away i’m like an endless line of weird reflections
see me everywhere and all the time you just gon’ need to accept it
jdm i’m pressing ’em, like b+ttons when i’m texting ’em
i relate to cr7 with the way he has those tecks on ’em
and all these rappers that are on the beat, this is the f+cking champions league
and if you ever (uefa) reaching up we just goin’ to stamp your f+ckin’ feet

[verse 2: rotsen]
yeah r.o.t
le three le trois le treis (hein)
t’as capté
allez leur dire
a eux j’ai plus rien à dire
moi j’ai plus rien à dire
bande de putes
tjrs prêts à sucer des bites
tjrs prêts à jouer de la flûte (yeah)
essaie pas de me check on se connaît pas
ta pute je la baise okalamar
le cœur noir je viens du dark side
allez vas+y shoot (ah ah)
yeah
toujours à l’affût comme une bandit guinè
trop de chics dames en guinée
pas du genre à se dandiner (wooh)

toujours à l’affût comme une bandit guinè
trop de chics dames en guinée
pas du genre à se dandiner

vu que l’amour ça blesse
soit on s’aime ou on crève
on se voit même dans nos rêves
trop peur de se perdre

plus rien à foutre
on va se les faire
la moula j’investis

numero un il faut du chiffre et vivre dans le luxe

r.o.t

[verse 3: millisecond]
i’m an individual, critical with my syllables
ain’t a million people followin’ still salute the general
i burn you with this lyrical abuse plus some chemicals
rappin’ so fire i’m dire and haunted, i spit a torch
i’m rappin’ for liverpool, idiots don’t wanna get it with me
lyrically choppin’ like helicopters murk enemies
workin’ and smokin’ in this facility, packin’ heavy artillery
kind of amusin’ seein’ these rappers who envy me
hit a motherf+cker up then i run it’s a hootab+tch
f+ckin’ with millisecond i’ll throw your body parts in a ditch
i’m sick in the brain and i hit you with voodoo
inside of my mind you know i’m coo coo
assassination, verbally i go through you
you never gonna catch me that’s how we do with victims
goin’ a little bit insane, need a hundred prescriptions
somebody told me to get away, figured out that i’m a demon
comin’ cannibal, the brains havin’ me finding
little bit of guts and organs, i’m a f+ckin’ heathen
you really wanna meet the chopper? i’m a bring in
i’m a lethal mechanic, every syllable i’m spammin’
i’m a savage when i run through
makin’ you disappear, so you better watch when we come through
i’m critical, thinkin’ of bringin’ this damage ricochetin’ onto you
i’m sick of idiots hatin’ so i bring it on a time or two
dissolve the competition, these bodies i obviously chew
critical when i deliver and i’m makin’ human stew
i’m hurtin’ you haters n0body ever done heard of you
my vow is to k!ll people without quality bringin’ the heavy rhythm
devour my enemies when i come with the hit
n0body ever toppin’ me or defeatin’ my sh+t
code name “syck” and i’m makin’ you feel it
[tony]
yo, spinning around the globe meh
shout out to my homies, thesoul beats, trap j, clc, jdm, millisecond

[verse 4: tony]
i had the british shows, talkin’ ’bout bring him back
what the fans can’t see, that mm+mirror gon’ notice, that’s a fact, (sh+t)
greed was written on her face when i bought her first bag, (d+mn)
n+gga, this how it sounds if a thunder could rap
and she just laughs as her life starts flashing back
soon as i hear y’all on some real pro+black
then i will gladly go back to my funky rap, (hmm)
had a poor man swag, but it’s priced right, (yeah)
always wanted a piece of the pie, but now it’s sliced right. (sh+t meh)
chaos on the track, boy, hold it tight, (f+ck)
me and the crew, we on the same flight, dynamite in the night
you gotta make sure you aim right, bullseye in sight, (yee)
n+ggas talk murder, but they ain’t gon’ ride, that’s just spite
and it’s still tight, like a vice, in the neon city’s light
(let’s get ’em let’s get ’em hey)
i like it when it’s real tight, electrifyin’, outta sight
and aiming straight at you haters like a sniper, (ugh)
leavin’ venomous bars, like a freestyle viper
bringin’ out the funk, and no need for a griper
yeah, it’s funny how we are knee+deep in this funky rap scene
lovely melodies, soul beats spittin’ truth, or nothin’ ugly and it’s obscene
see me flee from the feeble, and the rusty minds that can’t agree
elevated like a tree, and free from the chains,(d+mn)
we break through like a thunderous clap, (yeah)
me and the crew, we on the same flight, dynamite in the night, soaring high, ain’t that enough? (ain’t that enough?)
[verse 5: trpj]
yo, this song is a bomb in that you can trust
‘cause me and tony got smoke, linkin’ up was a must
p’s a marathon ‘cause i’m running it up
i’m making art, diy, obsessed with the craft
that’s tenacious, that’s what you can never graft
no cap raps if i’m the goat it must be true
i ain’t this egotistical out of the blue
i’m just so cold i think i just caught the flu
if you had talent you’d be arrogant too
beat the odds, i achieved this like captain holt
‘cause my flow electric like a lightning bolt
they value my flows like lattice, shine result
i’m international like milan, so hope
so you say you spin the block? we spin the globe
water when i spit, my flow cleaner than soap
think we’re starting global warming when we rap
bring smoke like j, who’s the goat? that guy’s trap
but with all my confidence they think i’m tapped
but with this effortless flow, i think i snapped
flow’s possessed, why i got demons on my back
i’m here so i’m taking over the city
my calling is to change the game, i’m shifty
here to make my mark, i got sent, no fifty
ain’t no straight path sometimes i had a stumble
pioneer, miles hit the spot, mr. tumble
yo we’re spinning around the globe, you know?
yeah

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