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jet 2 - encore كلمات أغنية

[verse]
these n_ggas want a’ encore like a n_gga all finished
y’all n_ggas synthetic, and my verses all sophisticated
and implemented
n_ggas try to tool me, like i’m some type of utensil
jet number 2 pencil
as if anyone in this world is foolin’ me
n_ggas tryna wear me out like some type of jewelry
m_th_f_cka, what you think you do to me?
you will see; lyrically, only few can compare ’em to me
n_gga, i’m a certified heat_spitter
bed_spread, sheet_splitter
spit so sick, my t__th slit ya; i eat and sh_t ya
even my weakest sh_t’ll get you all fired up
k!ll the game, talk sh_t, chad johnson wired up
verses start a fire up; bars like wooden logs, n_gga
i’m godzilla; “gayaka!”
anger in my veins, n_gga ain’t sh_t changed
still spit fly sick sh_t; vomit in the sky for ya
clean that vomit up, i’m a comet in the sky
and these n_ggas lookin’ for my weaknesses
i can show you each of them, then eat the sh_t
even my weaknesses is too high to reach the sh_t
n_gga, what is you sayin’?
the whole world wanna see me fall
i’m just tryna ball hard just for the f_ck of it
hater n_gga, suck a d_ck!
wrekless, seldom any m_th_f_cka touchin’ this
lu, v.c., beegee, hitman, r tune, jet 2
stuck to the game like a f_ckin’ tattoo
beauty is skin deep, i am under that too like elevator b_ttons
n_ggas on the floor just love to hate him for nothin’
gotta talk about the flow, got a flow like a tadpole
b_tch, i’m raw like underneath the bathrobe
b_tch, i’m raw like underneath the bathrobe
cookin’ in the kitchen_
ah, b_tch, i’m raw like uncooked chicken
flow so hot, i’ll be cookin’ the kitchen
while they lookin’ and wishin’ i’ll be puttin’ division
in different rhythms that’ll multiply the vision, get it?
flow so si_di_ck
instrumental plays; thoughts flow under four minutes
strudel through you like i’m toastin’ it
persona so humble, but in the end i gotta show off
like the hostess
most of these n_ggas cream filled, still didn’t get it
see this n_gga spittin’ ball blue like an overload of s_m_n
my team of green needs its big baby back; no fetus
no ribs, no h0m_, just glenn davis
f_ck grown men_haters
got a flow like lakers
i bid you friendly adieu; salam salak_m
n_ggas never know with the flow, where i’ma take ’em
i be talkin’ to the music, b_tch it’s a conversation
contemplatin’ when i’m the greatest
old friends askin’ when i’ma make it
answer for them is, “time is patience”
i’s awaitin’, wink wide, eyes awake, so
the flow never closed; rather ride it naked
full contact; no eye replacement
uh, n_gga to the game, my relation
chew the game like a taste test
let my lyrics bleed on the track like a playtex
n_ggas plant seeds, reap, sow, grow trees
take the fruit off the trees that eve ain’t ate yet
ask for permission just in case it’s forbidden
now it’s christmas eve in the garden of eden
and eve, i beat it from the morning to evenin’
faith in my flow, only god i believe in
now demons after his neck is livin’ at peace with him
peace, n_gga!
paint all pictures from a flow that slips like schlitz malt liquor
perfect take even if it’s a double take
i’ma take the game even if it’s a hundred takes
and as for the summer, wait
i’m quick to cool you n_ggas off like ándale under a lake
you could drown in the bait like a fishin’ line
after hits like everything that a pitcher flies
uh, i make hits, you can’t pitcher mines
beat her like geeter, go dumb in the sh_t like peter
i’ma beast her, i’m a dog, i be on the sh_t like louis and bryan
n_gga! i guess you better know yo’ family guy
tell stories like alibis, n_ggas try to act manly, i
just keep it one_hundred ’til i’m standin’ on a summit
with the basis of my plan
and i plan to go one_hundred and ten percent
again, again, again, again
you get the point like pencil lead, you pencil head
i’ll probably erase ya
n_ggas got an edge so sharper than acacia
sharper than a pin and ribbon just in case ya
thought it was the pen i was mentioning; no paper
you n_ggas be slow paper, i’m after the paper like pen_cil
but i never kiss the rose, hater
uh, mo’ money, mo’ haters, and mo’ hoes
but n_gga, don’t let the hoes break ya
don’t let ’em tell you that you’ll never make it

- jet 2

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