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letra de jack frost (prod. effort) - eric west

[verse 1]
im cold, hate y’all jack frost
stephen hawking, i still stand tall
we running with our hats off
giving shots, who wants it? last call
i remember all the winters where we never had heat
poppa working two jobs, on the floor was where he’d sleep
he was skipping lunch too so i’d have a chance to eat
so in honor of his hustle i’m devouring a beat
and i ain’t never left no crumb on my plate
closed mouths don’t eat, y’all mumble away
i’ll give an arrogant pr-ck a humbling day
i left room for dessert ima come for your cake
while i’m munching away i ain’t gonna feel bad
i ain’t have enough supplies to take notes in my class
i would never sit and hope for what we didn’t have
santa never came through so i got up in my bag
i got knock off jordans and i rock em to this day
i rocked em down in compton i rock em in la
i rocked em down in socal i rocked em in the bay
never gave a d-mn i’ll still rock it if it’s fake

[hook]
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you don’t want to see all of the shadows from my darkness
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you can’t stand all the shadows from my darkness

[verse 2]
i’m name brand, you’re cheap, that’s all
you clones get cut, half off
people love me, i’m dope, crack spot
no effort, straight flex, catwalk
used to not know what kind of man i would be
i got drugs i got blood in my family tree
when i sunk in mud no one stuck a hand out for me
but now every time i speak people stand around me
i’m on demand, yes i’m the man fight like a saiyan
stomp through this ish like a marching band
homie i like sand so i’ll carry both coasts in the palm of my hand
still got a middle finger i can brandish
yes im sick but i’m not playing
i’m coming for you like i’m uncle sam
make it rain on you like when they bombed j-pan
i’ll impact more lives than when tragedy drops
like putting cherry bombs in a build-a-bear shop
and then children hug the dollies and the dollies go pop
and the phones get overloaded with all the mommas calling cops
i’m evil and vile
i’m wrong but they love me like i deal for the town
tongue so sharp you might bleed from the sound
but i go hard like yao without leaving the ground

[hook]
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you don’t wanna see all of the shadows from my darkness
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you can’t stand all the shadows from my darkness

[verse 3]
we beef, you’re finished, black balled
you can’t see me, black chalk
ima have black cards, black cars
black girls, black panties, black bra
go harder than hulkbuster slamming into cement
so many thoughts i want to flow but i don’t where i’ma begin
i won’t k!ll you, i’ll just grill you after ripping off all your skin
im scr-w-ng all of you and i don’t need any consent
i’m pretty preposterous plus im popping with the pen
awe in my awesomeness attacks are awful as a sin
woah in the wake of west way we walk with confidence
lavish in lucrative labor lazy is all you ever been
bars are asmr so satisfying when i spit
you suckers will see soon as im signed by eminem
freaking phenomenal finna finally flip the script
usher in my up and under like the philly’s #6

[verse 4]
top dawg like kenny, q, and ab soul
you love when i spit, backwash
you’re garbage, what do you rap for?
you hurt? oh well, add salt
they were sleeping on me cuz i didn’t ball back then
had to be someone so i had to draw that pen
didn’t need me for sports i couldn’t ball back then
now i’m king of my court with how hard i went
some people come back like “hey there my friend
its been a long time tell me how have things been?”
i tell those same people “no need to repent”
thanks for the headsp-ce where i live free of rent
now i can buy heaters but my habits are old
i don’t wear fresh sneakers i’ll never be vogue
but go nuts like a tweaker i’ll take what you own
so go pray to the reaper the keeper of souls
they want me to go soft but i ain’t supposed to
like your girl or my laundry ima fold you
old men saying “woah west rap slow dude
you gon’ give me a heart attack” i hope to
had to have a moment of silence for the beat
with how violent i can be
i’m a lion in the street
you be lying in the streets
leave you lying in the streets

[hook?]
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you don’t wanna see all of the shadows from my darkness
i don’t know if i can stop it
this is getting out of pocket
no wait too late i think that i’ve lost it
you can’t stand all the shadows from my darkness

- eric west

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