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letra de powerfullness intro - j.r. writer

[verse 1]
they telling j to keep it humble, play nice
but these lame suckers ain’t playing the game right
picture me disgruntled, i’m the a type
i made it out the jungle with a couple snake bites
life, lessons learned, checks to earn
bout to set this on fire and let it burn
word, i get to the long clout
sit down with my accountant and figure it all out
what living is all bout
i’m hot as kuwait
if a n-gga don’t f-ck with me, it gotta be hate
the hottest to date
hotter than as hot as it takes
i am a great
how many of y’all could relate, huh?
let it go for mines
cause i’m so inclined
i ain’t just put in work, i put in overtime
n-ggas acting like r-uh ain’t sick
what? i will run circles round any artist you get
put they names in a bag on some lottery sh-t
i will swing through and tag any artist you pick, b-tch
and that’s not to offend you
but i think your rhyming is simple
tell em stay away from my instrumentals
n-ggas local — f-ck you little guys ever been through?
i will roast you, we don’t need no comedy central, n-gga
i been hot since i was sixteen
thousand bars while you trying to spit a sixteen
which means, i’m mean plus i’mma get green
two ways to look at it, split-screen
huh, tell em duck before i let it buck
you get the cut selling what? you don’t sell enough
what, you n-ggas blind? i ain’t never stuck
so inclined i’mma need someone to help me up
yup, i hope your kevlar heavy
i ain’t trying to be the best, i’m the best already
writer!

[verse 2]
don’t compare my style
you said you got a rare flow — how?
i wish big l could hear you f-cking weirdos now
you don’t wear no crown
when you ever been a booth-ripper?
bunch of new n-ggas; i never knew n-ggas
but what it do, n-gga? salute, n-gga
or you’ll force me to use it, like the new twitter
who’s iller, motherf-cker? i’m better
you ain’t sick, you just a little under the weather
i spit raw, used to pitch your mother whatever
now she going through withdrawal — what you want me to tell her?
i double my cheddar; you could get a bundle of never
man, i grew up in a hustling era, heifer
this is easy; this beat, i do it greasy
i’m psyched — how you gonna see me when you see me?
i’m e.t., 3d, chilling at the safe house
waiting on a sp-ceship to get me to the cake route
i’mma let them things fly if you play with j clout
eat you from the inside, we ain’t getting takeout
so break out; i ain’t the kind of rapper you test
no i ain’t shedding skin, but i’m crack in the flesh
writer!

- j r writer

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