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letra de one and only - jc assassin

[verse one – jc]
colossal, turn a gospel into a costco
no rob lowe, aimin’ pistols at your fossil
bar codes, schemin’ the dreams of an enemy
energy source of my ent-ty is small like a centipede
plenty weapons at a bus stop, f-ck cops
heard the gunshots and little m caught blood clots
y’all suck c-ck, i was sellin’ hannah in montana
did it for the camera, y’all faker than santa
sorry, children, pistol and pill poppin’
milli dropping, i prop a killer in a coffin
ain’t an act, any aim is is arachnophobia
cause i crawl, y’all cornucopia in my utopia
the projects, special effects in my lex
f-ck an ex, i was signing checks since the duplex
i get new sets, move the crew’s vets
complex deuce sets, now tell me who next?

[verse two – rza]
yo, ayo; chumps are in trouble, boy, tongue pay double, boy
i’m trump tight, you better go home, and cuddle, boy
i leave you ducks in a puddle, buried under tons of rubble
turn your body, to sparks and stubbles
hot lead from the cylinder, from my two-shot dillinger
put that hot steel in ya, bigger not feeling ya
bio hazard, to ya flesh and ya fabric
no need to scratch your hair, son, the clean to my static
strange apparatus and gadgets, my bullets got magnets
pop pop pop, we attract to that crab sh-t
super superior stamina, there’s a clan of us
all of what bulldozers, hard hats and jack hammers
and leather old testament copies, i’ll probably
give you a out of body experience, then hide your body
so there’s no return, so burn, baby, burn
my clique f-cking sick, n-gg-, learn, baby, learn
[hook – jc & method man]
it’s the one and only!
how many didn’t want to see it happen?
it’s the one and only!
if life is a joke, n-body laughin!

[verse three – method man]
how many didn’t want to see it happen
street moves, live from staten, if life is a joke, n-body laughin
hate to see a brother do good through legal action
so you sabotage and throw a def in the squad
fo’-fo’s blastin, keep the po-po flashin
these dark soul -ss-ssins, jake’s hate the gods with a p-ssion
so i keep it movin in an orderly, fashion
pedal to the floor — peep the jim crow law, mind control theory
y’all n-gg-s don’t hear me, generation next
droppin fast who’s next, next to get wet
by the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
is reality the truth, the whole truth and
nothin but the truth, taste is the proof
these n-gg-s want the juice, and in the crossfire
be the youth, who didn’t learn to duck when they shoot

[verse four – jc]
unlike me, i sipped spiced tea and tipped my fee
shooting like spike lee, get them checks like nike
bite me if you think i ain’t out my psyche
y’all got your panties twisted tightly
if i got to clarify, you rappers is parasites
who stereotype n-gg-s because we breaking the fahrenheit
copyright out my satellite, cause i’m nasa
right past ya, like the flash, but i’m faster than that b-st-rd
gr-sshoppers, i never cop the cops, they proper
live long and prosper in a hot-trot helicopter
aimin’ choppers at your police vehicle
regional flows caught the dome, it’s believeable
churches in severs, 9’s in 7 arms, times purpose
perfect, left in the levers, in harms, it’s worthless
rhyme scheme dominator, never came to calm a hater
rappers talking more commentator, they my doppleganger, but i’m…

[hook – jc & method man]
the one and only!
how many didn’t want to see it happen?
it’s the one and only!
if life is a joke, n-body laughin!

- jc assassin

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