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joel jungle - euthanasia كلمات الأغنية

jumped out the whip lookin for who & what (who & what)
the narrative change when i’m in your face homie (true enough)
smoking cherry soda i just rolled it up (rolled it up)
spittin kung fu kicks like the chosen one
(the chosen one)

blaze pulled up in buick century screamin “what’s the move”?
i pulled out a knot of ben franklin bills & said “what we do”
upgrading everything from people, places & pistols
to having names on plaques establishing place of business
rip tides, rippin insides commencе the ten times
strictly kaiokеn til i’m in rolex trying to spend time
i never show my cards til i figure out what the others got
money moves at the parkay, aka the b_tter spot
when i get bread we eat, that’s wheat, while you wonder
don’t come close or i’m pullin heavy sh_t out like a plunger
& my rhymes like clarence williams punching on willie brunder
i’m not saying i’m a hoodlum, but i know bout running numbers
i got you running out of time like escaping prison
fake guns in videos name your price when it’s time to spit ‘em
the hardest part about cover up is the make up
break your face up & then lace you with euthanasia

i jumped out the whip lookin for who & what (who & what)
the narrative change when i’m in your face homie (true enough)
smoking cherry soda i just rolled it up (rolled it up)
spittin kung fu kicks like the chosen one
(the chosen one)

chop saki off a brick, i never touched it but i brought it thru
jungle brought cookie kush & a marvin tape to cough it thru
imma grab my wife 80 acres & “say it’s all for you”
cuz i been sick of tryna drill hood hoes, they’re all for screw
shook the house with a rhyme, knocking pictures off they’re nails
that was the dream back in ‘16 when i was sittin in a cell
i’ll leave holes in ya whip like de_pittin an avocado
broken glass on pants & head on slant like johnny bravo
blue silk bathrobe, lighting a cigar hold the match low
knew a couple cats that made stick figures like hasbro
steppin up moves with the cash now, y’all n_ggas still class clowns
weed got me fried on both sides like a hash brown
changin flows like adjusting your shower head
(gun) now you’re dead, you’re eulogies my 16 while i’m 180 on a flower bed

- joel jungle

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