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jon james – delinquent كلمات اغاني

[intro: hopsin & mcfee]
yo mcfee!
yo hold up i’m coming
come on man
what you guys doing?
oh sh_t, go, go
go, go!
yeah
yeah, son! (yeah son, yeah son)

[chorus: mcfee]
i_i_i’m up late, messin’ around
losing time that can’t be found
doing sh_t i’m not allowed
do what i want, when i want, b_tch (yessir!)
add’s how i get down
i’m drunk at some random house
doing sh_t i’m not allowed (yeah!)
i don’t give a f_ck, sl_t

[verse 1: mcfee]
i’m getting so cut, i’d make a suicidal team, with this wrist slit, look like he’s untouched
all down to two six and one cup
’cause we can die tomorrow, so let’s f_ckin’ live it up
[?] unprotected s_x, never know what you gon’ get
life’s worth it if the p_ssy fly like throwing around some pets (meow)
can’t bе rolling with regrets, ’cause thеy leave you feeling split like emotions for an ex (so f_ck it)
here’s a shot for our mistakes
and a motherf_ckin’ blunt for all the memories they made
there’s more memories to make, so let’s live it like i last
and get this f_ckin’ party jumpin’, till we l!ck it off her ass
i came here to lose my mind
and so far i’m doing it right
all my homies in the spot, all the p_ssy looks hot
yeah, let’s get wild tonight
[chorus: mcfee]
i_i_i’m up late, messin’ around
losing time that can’t be found
doing sh_t i’m not allowed
do what i want, when i want, b_tch (yessir!)
add’s how i get down
i’m drunk at some random house
doing sh_t i’m not allowed (yeah!)
i don’t give a f_ck, sl_t

[verse 2: hopsin]
grew up as a dum_dum, that all kids will run from
picking boogers outta my nostril, like “kid you want some?”
i lose in every freestyle battle, whenever lunch comes
and beat my d_ck thinking of women, ’cause i never humped one
they say my mind is far out, i gotta harsh out
i’m gonna being argumentative with a smart mouth
i pull up on your block and march down
and beat you f_ckin’ ass to death, yeah you were hard but you aren’t now
i wake up out my d_mn bed, feeling brain dead
and swinging to the industry, hanging from lil wayne’s dreads
i’m dissing rappers just to make bread
and i’ma tell my fans that they can go to h_ll, once my name’s spreads
settle down and grab a snack, tighten up this candle strap
shut up with your nonsenses, ‘fore you get your adam’s apple sn_tched
flow is so hard when it drop it’s gon’ make the gravel cracking
and i’ma get more paper than canibus doing battle raps
[chorus: mcfee]
i_i_i’m up late, messin’ around
losing time that can’t be found
doing sh_t i’m not allowed
do what i want, when i want, b_tch (yessir!)
add’s how i get down
i’m drunk at some random house
doing sh_t i’m not allowed (yeah!)
i don’t give a f_ck, sl_t

[verse 3: mcfee]
c_nt f_ck, b_tch (sl_t)
i got tourette’s, f_ckin’ up your piece of mind as china did tibet
time is always slippin’, v_g_n_s when they’re wet
so like a mushroom underground, i’m still tryna get a hit
yeah, it’s passing, and the mushrooms grow
i pop couple caps, feel the whole room glow (whoa)
i see some haters talking reckless with numerics
so i slap ’em till they don’t know where they stand like separated parents
i’m tryna levitate awareness, then living in the box
and have you [?] in generics
so it can get with my hysterics and be generated spirits
and we’ll erase some f_ckin’ havoc, making memories to cherish (yeah!)
i’ma sip it till i’m faded, get it wilding in this b_tch
[?] guarantee to make it
so let’s do this sh_t now, dawg, time’s not to be wasted
i’m like a midget doctor, i have very little patience
[interlude: hopsin & mcfee]
yo, ‘fee, what the f_ck are you doing man?
i’m operating on this midget bro
there ain’t no f_cking midget—
oh sh_t! there’s a f_ckin’ midget
sh_t! everybody there’s a midget dying in this room (clear!)
oh my god!
mid—get (come on), mid—get (oh my god!)
come on everybody mid—get, mid—get (clear), mid—get, mid—get (yo, i gotta pulse), mid—get
he’s alive, yeah!!

[chorus: mcfee]
i’m up late, messin’ around
losing time that can’t be found
doing sh_t i’m not allowed
do what i want, when i want, b_tch (yessir!)
add’s how i get down
i’m drunk at some random house
doing sh_t i’m not allowed (yeah!)
i don’t give a f_ck, sl_t

- jon james

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