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urltv - jc vs. real sikh lyrics

[round 1: real sikh]
you said we gotta listen to every letter
but hid the fact that it isn’t that
when he say “every letter”
they give reactions for simple raps
i peeped your game, got your finger gats
flippin’ this, flippin’ that, get a clap
mean mug the camera, switch your hat, bring it back
then some cat yells tryna interact
in the back like, “oh my+ how’d he think of that!?”
the sh+t is wack, i’m finna crack
midget mac, get him smacked
it ain’t the first time you been eye+to+eye wit’ a lil slap
i’m bout to f+ck him up!

“every letter”, got the culture blind
now he say wack sh+t and y’all think it’s a dope punchline
i hold snubs, a close one by
you got too many yes+men, you gotta hear the no’s (nose) sometimes, oh my go+
that [?] my business
say aloha and hola then it’ll go +bah+, you’ll go bye
get him in no time, soul fly
i roll dice wit’ it, i always win at cee+lo
know that four+five+six (45 sikh’s) sh+t you 4’5” b+tch
it ain’t hard to miss you
try shootin’ at my neck, i run up on his whip smooth
soon as you aim at an indian apple it’s (indianapolis) a colt throwin’ bullets by the car son went to (carson wentz)
got a penny for my thoughts
i elbow check your head up ‘til even your two senses (cents is) missin’: h+llen keller
my left is setup to swell your retina
now it’s a vision test; he’ll have his eye shut sayin’ “every letter”
you never met a record+setter, metal beretta that’ll hit you s+ like a d+, i said
you never met a record+setter, metal beretta that’ll hit you like an abortion: dead in the center
blood gushin’ out this kid’s skull: fountain of youth
then i turn “every letter” into alphabet soup
you think you won’t die
don’t believe your own lies
ogs told me i ain’t need they co+signs
i been like jordan, not when he was 45
zeke from power, i been 23 this whole time
see, i was angry
i did all this to rise rankings, and i get hit wit’ lies and angles
now i’m genghis khan dangerous, you gon’ die in anguish
i know your guys anxious
got they fingers crossed for every letter; they learnin’ sign language
leavin’ a good impression is in my mood
i stomp you out and leave impressions of a timberland boot
these the ones from that remy video too
how’d you get in this room?
show me your permission slip from your school
wit’ little to no fuss, i’m pickin’ on short stuff
he get an incision into his center, it tore up
liver and more guts
stickin’ through your front
lookin’ like you just got your umbilical cord cut
it’s a movie what i do to him
knew i’m in that mood again
abusin’ a juvenile human and who he be movin’ wit’
usin’ youtube and a few of them tools he been googlin’
slap the b+tch out him: knock the “julie” out of julian
you 2022’s first opponent
few burners loaded in new jersey posted
souffle your wig, tool burst it open
leave a sp+ce so big, tsu surf’ll host it
rap+
what!

what!

[jc]
yoooo

[real sikh]
not done

leave a sp+ce so big, tsu surf’ll host it
see, rap nerds like you get robbed and found
for that little timepiece that you buy for clout
don’t know what life’s about
just want to win on camera, you always get the watch back?
try it now
you from yak town? this where you hide at, clown?
i go inside crack houses packin’ nine mac rounds
sit your high ass down
leave a river of blood and really flood the city, i’ll turn it to kayak town
you could be coppin’ a vest to get your body protected
don’t pretend that a shot in the head is not in the question
it’s like i’m callin’ the company line to connect wit’
you easier to reach when i got the extension
boxin’ wit’ methods, i’m muhammed ali and lennox
style i perfected, clock him
the time he got slept’ll be so quick, the sh+t’ll be ironic to mention
it’s a first round knockout but he dropped in a (the) second
you gon’ wake up dyslexic, down for the count
stutterin’ while he speaks, s+s+soundin’ it out
now it’s like rush hour, carter talkin’ all slow
do you understand the words that are comin’ out of my mouth?
i’m proud, you was dancin’ on camera all happy
lookin’ like you deliverin’ an amazon package
you added more tactics, you murdered the hat trick
if i clothesline your skinny ass you’ll learn how to backflip
this verse is for practice, stop the noise
beggin’ top tiers for battles wit’ that whiny voice
soundin’ like someone kicked over your toddler toys
talkin’ bout you overlooked, b+tch you ain’t got no choice
i’m on that jersey sh+t, that goin’ all out sh+t
real sikh, and i’m the problem that you want rounds wit’?
you supposed to put in work, but that’s wrong now b+tch
‘cause you can’t show up to work when you callout sikh (sick)
jersey
[round 1: jc]
yo
yoooo
yooooooo

y’all remember i said they gave me the canadian for this job
big prob’
either pray or become it
i wouldn’t care if it was drake or real sikh’s go+ (6ix go+)
see, even though this ain’t gon’ be a [?] eulogy
it will be executed beautifully
no scrutiny
learn the business
it was the ones that you work for that brought you to me (udemy)
now dude is decent
but that’s all they gon’ say in the religious groups he speak in
‘cause we k!ll head rappers and dead rappers, and use the head wrappers as viewin’ pieces
so who do you believe in
nah, it don’t matter, even though you gon’ meet him
through the likes of me
gettin’ tore in a round (tourin’ around) like a tmz bus
but this gon’ be a sight to see
‘cause the difference is me
i don’t belittle a thing, i let history speak
i punch like ali, homes (holmes), parkin’ sons (parkinson’s)
now watch me box sick (sikh) in the ring
this is sentencin’
vicious intention sh+t but it’s imminent
one cap, it’ll punish men (capital punishment) nah
i don’t need a pun jab (punjab) to prove n0body sick as him (sikhism)
just believe it’s him
caught him on the east coast hidin’, he was seen again
since an addy (cincinnati) won’t land, it took some cats from the burrow to make a cheap season inn
but now, he on his knees again
beggin’, lookin for the spare, like anwar when he leave a pin
pleadin’ then i told him, save those words for yo’ god
sing to him (the hymn)
‘cause he supposed to curl
and when one rose out the fo’, it ain’t a golden girl
this what happens when you throw n+ggas who you feel are pgs (rpgs) into the open world
they get stuck wit’ us
tools equipped, movin’ sh+t
the proof is it, i’m that nice
i can +clap clap+ clap twice and the room get lit, who is this?
did you forget what chadwick boseman used to do wit’ scripts?
google it
i literally shoot movies, sikh (sick)
whatchu think you on the stage for (4), it’s the crucifix
death is showin’, tecs is blowin’
i will slide to rush a (russia) n+gga faster than edward snowden
and it’s gon’ be him, ‘cause it won’t be us
the whole team buck, like the one [?] roll wit’
glocks and chevys, this whole obstacle chopped already
i’m too much to deal wit’, if you real sikh (sick), then i’m dr. sebi
everything i do, it’s a big difference
big biscuits
it’s a wrap (rap) in ya bae (bay) area
then i use the [?] to open up sikh wit’ it (sic wit it)
i could leave a head on a stone when i paint the scene up
this ain’t just a statement neither
it was written in red so you know
these n+ggas head in they homes during rainin’ season
he gon’ think i came wit’ fema
after hurricane irma and katrina, ‘cause i can order lead to the domes
now, this is some sh+t that you never seen
i can order lead to the domes, i got plenty beams
big eagles give pretty wings
or we kidnap his broad for hours, you know stars (starz) got power
and a b+tch’ll strip if the 50 seen (scene)
but this ain’t some sh+t you gon’ like if you try it first
i don’t know if you tried dyin` first but i am worse
if i’m at your neck and press one b+tton, life alert
n+gga the iron blast
or wit’ very little care, a scene (kerosene) can catch fire fast
so if you owe, then you takin’ a mill’ (meal): dine and dash
i’m the last of the mohicans
if it’s any mo’, he can (mohican) be sure his afterlife’ll have a hired staff
‘cause i’m sendin’ everybody, it’s a shame that it came to this
but you want to be viral, and the contagiousness that you came in wit’ made you, sikh (sick)
but that makes me sick, we see yo’ plate
and we don’t wait, so if we locate, relocate some sh+t
change some sh+t, assault (a salt) gon’ get sh+t movin’ like a asian dish
one payment sent, major hits
or i’m outside mom and pop’s store wit’ the sweeper, breakin’ sh+t
it is over wit’, overdose from the dopest pen
y’all know i wrote this sh+t
‘cause i just turned this one rounder into a eulogy, my condolences

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