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letra de what they say - jay crazii

[verse 1: king-iso]

taking another trip into my enemy’s region, bet you when i leave a n-gga stilla’ be breathin
when i put the iron to a mental ward i leave creases, wolfin about that gun talk when mine don’t speak english
this dawg is imported, your life not important
enforces sick forces, pitch fork to stick corpses (whoop)
and i’m burning the body like lit torches, this warning symptom like newspapers this mornin’ b-tch warmin
n-ggas that i’m peepin actin like they really in a gang
b-tch i been the same, been the same ever since i came
personality i got a million and a mental state, ima need a spito that can take up over 50 states
to get away from what i feel, f-ck friends they’re never real
know him and i wanna k!ll, munchin bills like what’s appeal?
sl-ts on my facebook like cute but he’s creepy, heard he got a big d-ck but then cl!ck then delete me
motivated like jeezy, k!lla 101 sh-t
cereal in front of it no cinnamon toast crunch b-tch
anybody in my city got a problem with me n-gga they can come get, their -ss whooped on g-pen like prison once you come in
f-ck them, i be on my i-s-o sh-t
n0body to drink with, n0body to smoke with
who i trust? go fish
murder anybody talkin like they know me get they throat slit, like the movie ghost ship
focused, on me being such a f-ckin nuisance
you rappers need to hang it up with bunch of f-ckin nooses
dueces, can’t n0body touch me plus producin
you bang from your computer that’s why you have trouble shootin, stupid!
never will i bump these n-ggas, you wanna meet the devil well then come see n-ggas
leave your baby mama slumped up in your front seat n-ggas, middle finger to the haters like f-ck these n-ggas, brain

[hook: king-iso]

what they say about me? what they say they gonna do what they say it’s gonna be?
who they say they gonna shoot? i ain’t worried bout a thing homie that’s on me (x4)
got my middle finger up like f-ck what they say (x4)

[verse 2: jay crazii]

homie that’s on me, h-lla dedicated i got education but i never got no degree
walkin around the block a n-gga just puffin upon the ganja
thinkin about the problems that i had and i just wonder
would it really be considered karma if i ran up on em?
choppin the motherf-ckers up into pieces, when i meet em
jeffrey dahmer ima haunt ya
catch somebody schemin, know i’m with it
never lose my pivot i be focused on a mission, switch up your rhythm you gotta give em different sh-t
hit em with venom you gotta catch a victim quick, split em inject em with some of that sick sh-t
givin the wicked the visions of artists who really live it
speaking the truth up in the booth, tell me what you gonna do
checkin em off, breakin em off, linin em up, takin em down, takin a loss, provin em wrong, with every song
droppin the motherf-ckin bomb’s like sadaam on n-ggas, steppin up out of the whip i’m too calm on these n-ggas
jay crazii is underrated, you say my name and start to hesitate it n-ggas only hit you up when they need a verse
send a track i send it right back in a he-rs-
my illacrity capacity is reaching to your faculty
the anatomy of my insanity is rapidly increasing, it could be a tragedy
hit em with a diabolical catastrophical logical, it’s in my f-ckin molecules
pathological it’s undeniable you’re unreliable leave you unidentifiable, i am not liable
for your lack of survival you’re in deniable, it’s undescribable how much i despise of you
bout to do a ride through, catch a n-gga trippin slippin with his b-tch at the motherf-ckin drive thru

[hook]

- jay crazii

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