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letra de juicebox joints - kid mos

(verse 1)
and i’m so dangerous/
with pages and pages/
my rhymes so magical like mages/
and her v-g-n-l is amazing/
my heart be pacing/
on each occasion/
cuz i’m impatient/
and i feel caged in/
but i’mma bring the flavor like cajun/
my rhymes be raining/
peep the lyrical precipitation/
i be game changing/
in the age of oversaturation/
dreams of locations/
in every nation/
got the crowds raging/
yell “kid mos the dopest h0m-sapiens”/
that’s what they saying/
but i’m more saiyan/
with the way i got all these fools praying/
that i don’t go blonde at the weigh in/
but i’m just playin/
yo, i’m the novato, as you can see/
but ain’t no vato that can rap likе me/
number one, and i ain’t drop a tapе yet/
but imma have em press rewind and rewind on they tape deck/
still in the hood but my vision facing towards the future/
got dreams of one day being a super/
star and if my life gets taken away/
promise that you’ll play/
all of my songs until the end of days/
that’s all i got to say/
(hook)
and i’m a man of my word, that i got nothing at all/
so tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?/
i’m a man of my law, i gotta keep my weight up/
but who will lean if i fall? but never mind, i’m fly, you know/

(verse 2)
so go tell your friends/
who the f-ck is next/
setting the new trends/
i’m the f-cking best/
and so imma be/
who i want to be/
i love jealousy/
from my enemies/
tell em c’est la vie/
can’t be mad at me/
i live happily/
and that’s the way things gonna have to be/
dropping masterpiece/
after masterpiece/
and dropping bodies like the master chief/
masterchef when i’m cooking up some beats/
i be the captain/
of this brand new age/
write a brand new page/
in my book of rhymes/
don’t rush art, homie, i take my sweet time/
i got the mm, mm/
i got the godd-mn/
ain’t no pusha man/
but i’m untouchable like pusha t/
and i’m sucka free/
that’s what happens you grow up round some
real f-cking og’s/
sending rips/
to fallen homies/
when i get there, y’all gon really know me/
telling motherf-ckers i ain’t stopping/
and even if you take my mouth away/
motherf-ckers still gon hear me talking/
d-mn/
(hook)
and i’m a man of my word, that i got nothing at all/
so tell me now does it hurt, or is it too late?/
i’m a man of my law, i gotta keep my weight up/
but who will lean if i fall? but never mind, i’m fly, you know/

- kid mos

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