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letra de no gam3z - j-$killz

beat produced by: @mizzybeatz
written & performed by: j-$k!llz
mix & mastered by: j-$k!llz

intro: j-$k!llz
haha
oh sh-t
what up
yeahhh-y’all think its a game?
nahh son! nah nahh son!
verse(1)
i once was told “there ain’t no time like the f-ckin’ presence”
and at the time i was just a wide-eye kid looking for attention
couldn’t understand what i was missin’
cause in my mind–i thought i was spitin’ ill writtens
still could barely get you to listen–
now your gonna have to pay attention when they mention “j-$k!llz”
boyz ill-somebody call the doctor
cause i’m burnin’ up these tracks on a daily
infectin’ you with my sickness with a quickness
sh-t you’d say on the internet–i really say
i don’t give a sh-t, instagram these nuts in your mouth b-tch!
follow this d-ck i’m one big entertaining pr-ck
sent to sh-t all over your hopes & dreams
if you think this rap sh-ts a game, you’ll get played
eat you up like pac-man
you ghosts stay whisperin’ & whimperin’ after i go in
like i was told to take your pride
when you look in my eyes b-tch your soul is mine!
and your probably lookin’ at me like “oh my god” “what the f-cks wrong with him?”
nothin’ man- i just am reactin’ to all the crazy sh-t goin’ on around me man
(pages turn) yeahh! murder, death, crime, drugs
men f-ckin’ other men that’s the sh-t not acceptable
nahh son that sh-ts not acceptable
we all sin- and if you think i’m goin’ to h-ll then i’ll see you f-ggots there
back with a vengeance to let you motherf-ckers know
we are not the same-not in the same league
nahh son!
hook: mizzybeatz
verse(2)
imma spit this fire til the death of me or my lungs give out
locked in my house-tryin’ to show you the future thru my eyes
express my views-say f-ck their rules
cause if i go a half a mile in any direction
i’m liable to get my -ss whooped or har-ssed by some -ssh0l-s
who want what little i have–f-ck that! nah son! nah son!
got me a 9, revolver, shotty, ak, and knife
for any knuckle-head motherf-cker who thinks he’s gonna take mine
so prolly should strap me in a padded room
and throw away the motherf-ckin’ keys
cause i’m a have a generation up in arms again
screamin’ “f-ck the police”
f-ggots suck a d-ck and die slow
with two middle fingers up your -ss
in other words “get f-cked”
i’m comin’ at your jugular-taken the air outcha lungs
leavin’ you speechless blank stare like “did he really just say that?”
yeah b-tch! i do this sh-t
and i’m only callin’ you a b-tch cause i don’t know your name personally
kat williams sense of humor-mixed with kevin hart
motherf-cker your gonna learn today!
how many times i gotta say it?
this sh-t ain’t no game
but motherf-ckers know that i spit bars
and have punch–lines for days
so get in line if you think your the next to blow
motherf-cker dontcha know? i’m done waitin’-taken time
so this sh-t is mine comin’ in like a f-ckin’ storm
you’ve been f-ckin’ warned!
underground king! haha
outro: mizzybeatz

- j killz

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