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letra de thesis - jet 2

[intro]
uh, wrekless
jet 2 whussap!

[verse 1]
sit quiet while i lecture
think orange juice and concentrate, ’cause i’ll sting you like a bee
for the nectar
guava looking n-ggas get chewed like lecter, hannibal
’cause when it comes to music, i’m a cannibal
blood so cold like alaska, but i’m a mammal though
keep the girlies trying to hold that water like a camel, oh
and when it comes to ladies, i be beastin’, i’m an animal
cute like a baby, but i’m strapped like a pamper, so
i’m coming for the cake, i’m getting everything that i can stash
never sold white like powder, no diaper rash
sour, so skittles, balling like four dribbles, no traveling
i’ll leave yo’ -ss stuck like a mannequin
n-gga rather pivot and pop up like a window on the internet
or grease on the sk!llet, see
i am to society like the menace be
that means i’m the blockbuster that you have to rent to see
to music, i’m a remedy
the cure like medicine
i just be that dude you finally hear about eventually
even if it’s not intentionally
my name is distinct like i’m ent-tled to my ent-ty
i just speak my mind like i’m talking in soliloquies
everything i spit is complex like a symphony
so don’t compare me, my n-ggie, i’m not a simile

[chorus]
what works for you ain’t nothing to a labor
what suits you ain’t nothing to a tailor
what you do ain’t nothing to a maker
what you beastin’ ain’t nothing to the tamer
what you eating ain’t nothing to the cater (it’s nothing)
what you drinking ain’t nothing to the chaser (it’s nothing)
an accident ain’t nothing to the savior (it’s nothing)
n-ggie yo’ flow ain’t nothing to a sailor (it’s nothing)
n-ggie yo’ cake ain’t nothing to a baker (it’s nothing)
my n-gga, yo’ lines ain’t nothing to a paper (it’s nothing)

[verse 2]
very easy to distinguish, you can feel my preeminence
i school these students like i’m a prerequisite
evident-she-i-a-ly she will leave, but to me it’s nothing
’cause the way i pack can keep ’em in the stomach like stuffing
thanksgiving turkey, like the country next to syria
i think of things that you couldn’t see like the mediterranean
really, and i’m attached to the music like a ribbon, and
i am just a magnet to the art like i’m a remnant
my represent-ability presents all stability my swagger has
i leave her middle hotter than the middle east
and even eat a little piece, but only if i feel so
i’ma keep it real, i never let her juice spill, so
down i will go, if it means to pick it up
never ever let her tie my like a rented tuxedo
i work her in the rain or the snow like d-lo
my bars’ too presidential to veto
switch the flow, i shoot and swish the flow vicious
i’m too malicious
never really had to be explicit, ’cause that’s too simplistic
get it how i live it, ridiculously accurate
my flow is too sick and my wordplay is just immaculate
i had to just breathe, inhale like a snow storm
ice in the rainwater, never drink the same water
change autographs each time i sign like co tangents
i school you more than berkeley’s whole campus, d-mnit
get at me wrong and wrekless’ll march like grambling’s band
and chief you from louisiana to kansas
college in the bay, but a n-gga came from los angeles
and read is also read like it’s sitting inside a pamphlet
read between the lines like the phrase that i got the answer in
i read between you squares like i’m sitting inside the madison
square garden, what’s happening
i never ever ever can be the opposite of great like its antonym
j-e-double-t-double-u-oh
flow so sweeter than sugar like it’s covered in glucose
you know, sweet tooth, oh sh-t
chemical formula, c-six, h-twelve, o-six
and that is not empirical
now whoever thought i’d turn chemistry into lyricals
i find that quite hysterical
miracle worker jet 2, like really though, for all our sake
s-t-f-u, you silly garden rake
caught it, great
just rewind if it’s a little over your head like small contraceptives
all compet-tion
that’s just my word to sports
’cause i work better under pressure like exerted force
two words, of course
like cl-ss schedules
and y’all crack under heat like gl-ss kettles
and i’m past metal
i got that flow you gotta open the top to see though
i’m so heavy metal, make my n-ggie look emo
crazy off the head like in the morning after sleep, so
i beat the track up like vic firth on a remo
connected like derivatives, i am so cohesive
and i never wrote a outline, flow no thesis

[chorus]
what works for you ain’t nothing to a labor
what suits you ain’t nothing to a tailor
what you do ain’t nothing to a maker (it’s nothing)
what you beastin’ ain’t nothing to the tamer (it’s nothing)
what you eating ain’t nothing to the cater (it’s nothing)
what you drinking ain’t nothing to the chaser (it’s nothing)
an accident ain’t nothing to the savior (it’s nothing)
n-ggie yo’ flow ain’t nothing to a sailor (it’s nothing)
n-ggie yo’ cake ain’t nothing to a baker (it’s nothing)
my n-gga, yo’ lines ain’t nothing to a paper (it’s nothing)

[outro]
jet 2 whussaap!

- jet 2

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