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letra de no picketing - jak tripper

i’m clippin’ these pickets off
this sh-t is all outdated
i’m cult like children shows
and god-loving wall defacin’
i’ll scalp a judge’s wig off and braid it
most of these new cults
is kids incorporated
f-ck drawin’ pagan stars
i brought the acrage
i’m off in sp-ce with
black clothes as apr-ns
sellin’ sauce to baseheads
i got vaults of greatness
they busy throwing salt for satan
i flow dirty like
waterlogged coffin drainage
sniff pills
cough and drain drip
when i spit
it come out sounding like
dolphin language
my brain like an orphan stranded
sp-ce probe lost on land strips
i’m stuck in a f-cking work scene
effect anarchy
f-ck cl!ck bangin’
i’ll bang if anything on earth breathes
only time i was red flaggin’
was when my parents found the head of my neighbor’s cat
under my bed
when i was 13
ever since awareness i aim at anything the third sees
elephant king
golden skin like xerxes
watch the birdie
the magic birdie

and i’m no thug
i sell no drugs
i’m broke as f-ck
but your whole face will get opened up
a beautiful red like a rose when it soak in sun
my window soaking sun
lucy in the sky with diamonds
i’m slicing through nose stolen tongue
i’m a stolen smoking gun with bodies on me
turn your whole block party project to an ocean front
at my crib open on the couch with a dead groupie
her eyes open, i’m like “smoke this blunt”
sparking bolts from snubs
when i open up fire on my peers, virginia tech senior year wouldn’t come close enough
my punches fold him up
diamond belt holder, national golden gloves
you get a set throw up

- jak tripper

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