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letra de kenan & kel - joe-n-box

[verse 1:box]

i never held a gat in my life
people say that life’s amazing; i see rats in my sight
what do you live for?
“i live for getting faded
finding wavy babes when im wasted
to show my d-ck for felation”
every day’s a different relation
laced and riddled with knots to your brain and your contemplation
knowledge lower than you dropped the bas-m-nt

pay attention or intentionally lose your mental
you chose the pen? get fresh, use more mentos
knowledge as the basis for your tempo
then go crazy till their heads blown
meet ‘em inside the trenches, make them explode
techno wrecked the logic; we have watched it pack and leave
but we just sit back and breathe
lack the eyes inside to see
due to blind folds of green paper, i don’t see dream chasers
life won’t be right as a teenager, we staying forever young
sprung into my second decade now i must become
something bigger than the sun, but i’m stuck here
im stuck here, sh-t sucks here
everybody sucks here, i don’t give a f-ck cause im young
sprung into my second decade now i must become something bigger than the sun, but im stuck here
sh-t suck here, everybody sucks here
they don’t give a f-ck, why should i?

[hook x2]

ay, they don’t do it like this
trust me, we don’t f-ck around so don’t be rude to my clique
and you gon’ rue the day, that you ever hated my sh-t
“i love you so much” is what she say to my d-ck

[verse 2: joe]

pour kerosene on everything and watch it burn like gonorrhea
emeril’s onomonopia, bam
when i’m on a beat, my omelettes be the cheesiest, with pork roll in ‘em
you’re a poor soul in a sports coat and your porsche go, vroom
never snort c0ke, got these b-tches shorts soaked
her corset on my floor yep, my drawers drop and my sword swing
she gon’ be coming back to weasel and thats a sure thing
every point pleasant thats a f-cking jersey sh0r- thing
and f-ck the jersey sh0r- cast, in the forecast?
more raps, mc hammer every bar with thor’s wrath
and we all that, joe n box, kenan and kel, orange soda and that liquor, throw the green in the l and we float
and cop felatio from felicia
i’m facetious, i’m yeezus, and you looking like paparazzi
my pops a n-z-, and thats probably why box is locked in the trunk, while i’m stuck with these cops behind me

[hook x2]

- joe n box

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