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canon - jerk chicken freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
all things will try to tell on me
don’t really make no sense at all
and you say that your love is all i need
but i don’t feel it when evil comes

[verse]
haha, yeah
it ain’t a game boy, no matter what b-tton you push
remember the cross is left in the frame boy
i listen to rap but i ain’t hear half of the cr-p in fact i’m jumping my death to the lane boy
things just ain’t the same boy, be feeling them giving them givers is that the pain or the gain boy
i get the feeling they in it to make a dollar, but color whatever room they in to entertain boy
and you can take it to the bank with that, ’cause a dollar making them change ain’t no sense in that
became rap and you the one to make a map
where the fame and fat acts, how they make you act, and they made you that
the money can make you act, like a hayride the king coming to take you back
you done made us mad, talking ’bout your remain to rap
’cause a mange is where the label and the fame is at
stop it, i’m coming and feeling every vibe
i’m coming like a kamikaze truck doing tricks in the c-ckpit
the homie rock with, doesn’t rock with
man you ain’t trippin’ i push it like a midget in the mosh pit
how hot can a spot get?
if it caught up on the mike, i might burn ’em, ’cause they knock this
c-cky like i got this, but really god got a burner with a lock homie loch ness
i’m ripped like a torque they don’t fit thin
now we lifting process and trucks up on our twist
whoever thought making this track, must love an -ss-ssination ’cause we murder to live
ha, i cut when i’m stuck in the parking lot, while i’m stuck in the skinny’s i’m tight with it
i’ma snap bringing it back to the game with the rebels, i k!ll a rocket
think you jeans in a tight fitted
i don’t get that they don’t get it, these other brothers tryna rap but they shoes ain’t the right fittin’
today’s music i’m not feeling, we gettin’ numb to the ones who are wrong instead of right with it
i flow home to the universe, been gettin’ closer to the son and the written verse
i wanna talk about something more than a part of a woman
i hardly can find a rapper, i’ma k!ll the dirt
yeah
i’m livin’ in this box, rappin’ a circle
round of applause sound like a helicopter even when i calm down
stickin’ them out, makin’ us [?], but we h-lla persistent we like a [?]
but never touch down, i’m like is the world [?], flow with the outcome
these rappers givin’ me limits, [?] i swear [?] till the shot come
steppin’ a game up and i ain’t even givin’ the names of lanes
tryna cover slain, i’ma hang up
you can talk about the fame, the vain, the insane but n-body [?] say something
it’s all over beginning ’till the hate comes
i’m standin’ out like a hand out, but shake none
hit ’em with the [?], when it’s the hottest and you make one
rain down for the settlement, [?]
you can think what you want like it’s relevant but it ain’t true
how you gonna try to mimic the one who put us [?] in the world [?], can’t do
i was alive, try to tell me to stay true
i’m in the game, your aim it ain’t true
sick of health [?]
canon be [?] lyrically he can stop a [?] if he really tried
[?], with no laughter

- canon

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