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jay-k47 - master mind كلمات الأغنية

(verse 1)

last of my species extinct but the bees knees

need a new spleen blood written in the tea leaves

love to light fires kite higher than the heat be

_bleep bleep bleep!_ it’s my censor machine, see!

stink of the green tea, tripping off graffiti

keen eyed guys with a guest list of beasts be

rinsing your kids that’ll mince eating cream cheese

neraw records in a second that you chiefs need

i’m blind when i read trees, ain’t got a splinter yet

you’re the type of rapper ring up the b_tch and kiss your ex

i’ll ring her up just to f_ck with you and fling the sket

into bed, film it put the suck and s_x _ on the internet!
f_cked up as mr x, ste what’s happening?

“pay us for the battle bruv or f_ck you, we’re not battling!”

opps rattling, try to spit and stop stammering

crop damaging like insecticide in god’s packaging

pardon my french, love the clasp on your necklace!

tar is the stench of the past of my tenses

first at the rave but you’re last on the set list

i’m more dark than the garden of west is!

carving up benches, keys to the kingdom

the one for my penthouse tucked in my fingers

double locked in for the drums from the systems

the dust doesn’t settle when you’re stuck with the rinsers

(hook)

i was a c_nt in a past life, started a bar fight

sniffing up the shards i got glassed by

put em in a glass pipe smoke til i can’t write

l!cking up the edge of my large knife

lawless or legless now i’m a far cry

my bars sharper than shark bites

spit a bit of our spite

drugs won’t k!ll me but tar might

written on a dark night

my mind’s something i can’t find!

(bridge)

“who’s telling this ratty bait man to speak?

’bout to stack it with my baccy stained hands and t__th
why i’m rapping “jay glas” the freak

you’re a fassy mate, i’m shattered, take back your beak!”

(verse 2)

man i said what i said, you just heard it, i meant it

censor my breath but the worst’s coming next pr_ck

look wise when i’m spitting pearls i invented

perfectly slurred with it, worst coming next pr_ck

twirl my appendage, i nervously spur on the spesh kids

stir that sh_t like a swirl in the cesspit

you curl up in debt kid, burning a bent spliff

i’m hurtling dirt at the dentist!

verbally purging the surge of the sentrics

flirting with girls i was gurning in kent with

certain she murmured the sermon in czech kid, burn on a curb til you burn to your death pr_ck

whirl to the benches, baste him with goose fat

taking my spoon to a rapist to use that

s_d_sts are soon stunning jakes then they swoop back

jay hates snakes i’m in sp_ce spitting boombap!