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jharrel jerome - sixteen كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
a little boy in the kitchen
toying through writtens he’s spitting
enjoying kicking it, not knowing he was growing ambition
hoping and wishing, looking at mama for more intuition
’til he became a poet with lyrics like gold when ya dig it
so dig it, it’s ridiculous
how i rip these lyrical ligaments, vigorous
and i’m cold when i flow, that’s an ithacan
think again, if you’re thinking ’bout throwing threats
to the throne i’ve been threading through all your threats
with a threat or two of my own
step away while i detonate like a set grenade
levitate to a better place, read your face as you hesitate
now meditate as my letters race and pace and just resonate
through every single ear while i make it rain
watch the weather change
spitting like i’m so disrespectful
my flow can offend you, so sorry
hope the show can amend you
sent you a bunch of roses
hoping that my soul could befriend you
but then again i don’t need you
so go on home, you ain’t special

- jharrel jerome

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