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letra de jd vs. mick jenkins - jean deaux

[verse 1: jean deaux]
yuh, n-ggas said they eatin’ me
couldn’t even semi colon
last n-gga blowing smoke
got his lungs swollen
got his young stolen
raised his kids like wolves
sumn like bad omen
it’s a war outside
anyone elsas, stuck, frozen
tell it on the mountain
christ just was just a token
the dea is disney
the pr-nunciation open
darkest point behind the sky
chickens little close in
black is real light
so my sun already chosen
but you know i’m jus’ talking
and the truth is unspoken
n-gga
(laughter)

[verse 2: jean deaux]
n-ggas is sittin’ ducks
tryna be breaking bad
wanna go toe to toe wit deaux la rap
streets going out sad
like dope is back
and i smoke these p-ssies out
call ’em doja cat
i’ll keep it one hunnid, i can get like 50
45 up directly at any smitty
20 minutes riot, tell that b-tch to come to get me
15 minutes of fame? i make it 60
ten a ki where i ran, it got me filthy
7 barrel shotty, every bullet sing lilty
5 n-ggas with me, 4 down to plead to guilty
still 3 sides to me
and the k!ller 2 tempting
squeezing out the blower
cuz i feel that’s true venting
i a give ’em 1 a piece
then sh-t i leave it empty
f-ck
(y’all heard what the f-ck i’m saying)
[verse 2: mick jenkins]
what to do
when n-ggas can’t f-ck with you
but talking sh-t what they accustomed to
fresh start, do what batman was reluctant to
what achilles when they rub sh-t do
bustin at yo legs
how you duckin who?
and a haiku comes with couplets too
i’m at hyrule castle
tryna find a link to run these hunnids through
on these smothered greens
is how my karma’s coming to
headed west like andre drummond to
jerry west when they don’t know who they done run into
pulling from the logo
it’s just like i pulled a gun on you
finger f-ck it
let it come on you
fix yo face, too bad
n-ggas didn’t catch me in a different sp-ce
i been on my square
spit the law
i know it’s unfair
paying forward
they gon’ find another jane doe
put a b-tch in the hotbox like django
she want smoke
we take two to tango
i let the flow speak
the gunsmoke, let yo feet, on the beat
imma grease, keep the iron on me
eye on the sparrow
you know zion on me
water from this mouth is a pelican
brief is brief
[outro: jean deaux]
at my f-cking job
i’m dissing mick jenkins by the way
anybody listening to this song
it’s never gonna drop
beause i ate this-
(laughter)

- jean deaux

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