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jardi j - coup de grâce كلمات أغنية

[jardi j]:
i spit venomous scripture, inscriptions in twisted elixir
middle fingers fl!ckin’ in temples, disruptin’ the fixture
i’m a blister in history’s whisper, a glitch in the pixels
my pen drips epistles, combustin’ your mental with missiles

i baptize pain in a paragraph, paragraphs in ash
purgatory with a notepad—i don’t rap, i thrash
i lash out with a laugh and a slash of my syntax
your self_worth’s a matchstick—i strike, you collapse

got a slim kinda syntax, a sick little smirk
you can hear marshall’s ghost when my verses berserk
but i ain’t no clone—i’m a glitch in his code
like a daughter he denied but the dna showed

i’m the femalе shady, the niece with a bladе
rap circles ’round these b_tches while i dance in their graves
they can’t match the mechanics, i’m a menace with meter
my rhyme scheme’s a fever, slim’s ghost in the speaker

i’m the sp_wn of his syllables, a slaughter in sound
every couplet i conjure lays a body face down
y’all want bars? i got cemeteries buried in breath
while your rhymes barely stagger, mine resurrect death
i dissect with precision, double_tongue technician
put a priest in submission from the way that i’m spittin’
got your favorites all shook—shady’s style reincarnate
my ink bleeds rage in a twelve_bar harness

i’m the female face of pain when it’s penned perfect
so surgical, i split nerves beneath the surface
they say, “d_mn, she rhyme like him!”—i just grin
‘cause i ain’t just like shady, i’m the next of kin

a lyrical lunatic, syllables stretch like sinew
you write lines—i write legacies to die in the venue
i’m slim with a switchblade, sicker with structure
resurrect the rap god, then rupture the altar

so don’t box me with clones—i break molds with a scream
i’m the fever dream marshall had back in ’03
you can feel him in the fury, the meter, the hate
but i’m colder than his grave and twice as irate

- jardi j

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