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letra de air force 1s - j-r3mi

[intro: j-r3mi and half note]
ah sh-t, you f-cking snapped on this one!
(aye, half note, where you at, bro?)
i’m ’bout to k!ll this sh-t
you ain’t ready

[verse 1: j-r3mi]
got a bad b-tch, and we’re gettin’ faded
pull out the laces, air force 1s
kick off my shoes when she flips her tongue
gettin’ head on a bunk bed, i’m so sprung
i call it high top, hers low cut
her bust hangin’ out like a victim’s guts
we’re f-ckin’ filthy, let’s clean up
first i gotta get mine, let me cum

[chorus: j-r3mi]
my air force 1s
man, they crisp as f-ck
i got that white strap on it
and my pistol tucked -c-ck-
if you try to cop them, you gonna get shot up -bang, bang, bang-
b-b-b-back the f-ck up before you scuff mine, punk

[verse 2: j-r3mi]
i am a pilot, and i be fly in
the skies just like when -swoosh-
i’m droppin’ bombs from a plane up high
this a dog fight, b-tch, and i got that bite
what i lack in size, i make up with might
you can knock me down, but i’ll get up fine
when i’m on mics, they tend to ignite
it must just be my fuel line
i am going mach 5
too quick, i’m a nuisance
got the booth lit
truth spit
droppin’ deuces on these “cool” kids
tried to bite my style, got they tooth chipped
motherf-ckers soft as f-ck like cool whip
who quit? you did
got the beat on blast, half note just boosted
boom bap rap is back
no more f-ckin’ wack
sh-t, if you bring that
you will get back-hand smacked
by both of my palms with money stacks
i’ll blast you to the past
in fact, let’s flashback to the time krs-one attacked
don’t skip class, philosophy raps
[chorus: j-r3mi]
my air force 1s
man, they crisp as f-ck
i got that white strap on it
and my pistol tucked -c-ck-
if you try to cop them, you gonna get shot up -bang, bang, bang-
b-b-b-back the f-ck up before you scuff mine, punk

[verse 3: j-r3mi]
i’m an airbender, forceful offender
one-time cash spender
i’ll lend my hand to the dark empire
you my son if you rep jedi
the sith are sick as f-ck
when the lightning strike, it’s best to duck
i’m an avatar of darkness
death incarnate
rip apart this
f-ckin’ harmless b-tch who starts sh-t
leave him armless
sh-t on marcus
p-ss on carcass, leave it tarnished
say i’m heartless, lack catharsis
claim i suck, i’ll win regardless
i’m a martian
earth’s my target, b-tch
kick up dust, the dirt is mine
spit fire on a verse from the very first line
drip drop when i rip shop
this is tip-top hip-hop sh-t
don’t trip on your flip-flops or
slip on p-ss with timbs on
(nah)
call me aang ’cause i do my thang
i do not hang with cocaine slangers
i make bangers, kurt cobain
i am j ’cause that’s the name
with the r3, am insane
i’m off the chain just like great danes
you think i’m playin’, david blaine
acid rain is what i spray
live and direct from the brain
wack’s exactly what i ain’t
[chorus: j-r3mi]
my air force 1s
man, they crisp as f-ck
i got that white strap on it
and my pistol tucked -c-ck-
if you try to cop them, you gonna get shot up -bang, bang, bang-
b-b-b-back the f-ck up before you scuff mine, punk

- j r3mi

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