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letra de no jumpin' - mr. muthafuckin exquire

[intro]
yo
ayo, why when n-ggas talk about best rappers in new york, my name not in it
that sh-t’s kinda crazy
keep it one hunnid

[verse]
i’m in a tesla she l!cking off my t-st-cl-s
suck off my head like van helsing ’til i let it go
veteran professional, masterminded a special flow, like g. dep
i k!lled sh-t for i was ever known
each soliloquy is coded in the metronome
i got a whip full of sticks like the technodrone
more hammers than decepticons
i found my balance like marshmallows in the lucky charms
now i’m teflon, your wimpish shots reflеcted off
harlem nights sh-t, what you bring that for!?!
they throwing darts, i’m throwing javelins back through thеy skulls
the flow keep switching up just like a skrull, pick a hole
i got these n-ggas looking slow like “which way did he go?”
was over they head the whole time, and they ain’t even know
n-ggas pockets in ketosis they can’t touch the dough
my n-gga gouch f-ck in his benz just like he tony snow
tuxedo with overcoat, feeling like goldie glo, tote the chrome 4.4, spin you like hokey poke
i came back for revenge like i’m cody rhodes
when i step up in this b-tch i need pyro
going for the title, spit fire like spyro
dominicano, thot hoes that i know
slim waist with a ass like a rhino
loose p-ssy need to go to the gyno
my next show iz showtime at the apollo
feel like george chang when he ran into alpo
smack the sh-t out y’all, and i box southpaw
box out like ivo… had a long night, but i’ll still drop 45 on ’em
got my white nikes on, might throw a mitch-ll and ness with the big fitted that’s wide over my eyes on spit color like krylon, jump n-ggas in the club looking like a pile on
y.o.u think your mind on, the same sh-t that i’m on
that’s really funny, you should join monty python
the truths present, the lies gone, pants on fire go try em on
the vocal booths a fitting room i’m in just here getting my fly on
rapper slash revolutionary like mysonne, lefty… pen up in my right palm, i just pulled it out a grenade pa, can’t duck the napalm, your best bet just to skate off, i’m kicking n-ggas off they skateboards…
the mic taped off, white chalk around the mixing board…
this ain’t nothing y.o.u wanna mix with boy…
n-ggas saying the rulers back that just proved to me y.o.u can act just like bishop in juice y.o.u got your delusions confused with facts
but the truth iz when i’m finished shooting sh-t it’s a wrap
you ain’t gotta go audition to get yourself in a cast, better… stick to the script like it’s scripture and you at mass… before the next plot hole that they give ya come with a casket… listen everything you envision i’m really that, u rap about busting guns, i done bust my gun over rap…
if this was really the 90’s then sun you woulda got j-pped
jacked for your jansport, avirex and bus pass, u must be puffing the glass d-ck… or lost the touch cuz of cash, cuz how the f-ck you left the studio comfortable with that trash boy
ima badass i don’t throw stones and hide my hand
i lift up boulders and hold them then throw from over head
this damian vs adonis, no rocky vs clubber lang
that rayvaughn n-gga garbage u battling soup cans and i’m candyman… no voldemort, don’t make me crack your head
i’ll really play jk rowling get on y’all b-tch n-ggas ass
best rapper in new york? i don’t believe it … always was overrated to me… i never seen it… at your best you was decent… but you talking too fly… for a guy that let puff bust a nut in his 3rd eye
n-ggas iz products of budgets and marketing, jump in water with sharks find out hard that you hardly can swim… u been targeted…
and i’m not rayvon or reason… don’t care about bloggers or streamers, podcasters none of that weak sh-t

if n-ggas wanna get it we can get it… sh-t we owe these cali n-ggas they k!lled pop smoke and big pop
invented gangs and created crack rock
so f-ck fat burger and f-ck jack in the box… i’m…sick of these n-ggas… been a menace to the black society, time to get rid of em… time to pay restitution for yall residual sins…
i’ll go and find pac in cuba and even give it to him
you crash out i’m crash bandicoot now watch me spin
these n-ggas create a players before u edit the skin
generic i’ll get to stepping scuff up your chucks with my timbs…
pathetic man embarrassed to even be dissing them… man u should go and get kendrick…
no better yet go get sza, she’ll tell bout how i beat up on p-ssies until they shiver, i should get a percentage of tde just for hitting
they cashing out on that tour and sh-t i inspired them lyrics
i still got the tape like kane and menace
just go and ask punch if you think im kidding
a west coast production, watch exington steele perform… it’s seems to be
i’m more ray j than rayvaughn
i’ll heat ray like superman when his vision iz warm, with lasik… let’s flip some la sh-t… ain’t gotta be laced with sherm, to get l-a-vated, in fact i’m l-a-ted to put y’all in your places, ahni-la-cha in front your del-la-gation… throw you with your music right up in the waste bin…
don’t know how yall made it as far as yall made it…
y’all serve as confirmation this game on some fake sh-t…
they coulda spent that money on blu… how they sign y.o.u? i’m looking for a reason but n0body has a clue… i’m confused at how u come at the mecca with disrespect ya… you should be bowing five times and picking your little head up, instead y.o.u want it severed and stuffed inside of your r-ct-m… i ain’t get at daylyt but f-ck ya i ain’t forget ya
[outro]
what? it ain’t no more to it
hmm, yeah, i’d f-ck diddy, i’m not gon’ front i’d f-ck the sh-t out of diddy. i’m just keeping it a buck. like, why not? diddy’s attractive. get him off a bottle of cîroc, a shot of cîroc. he got plenty of cîroc. get him f-cked up. i’ll f-ck. i actually got a website. i’m about to start a movement. it’s called i wanna f-ck p. diddy movement

- mr muthafuckin exquire

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