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letra de illusion - tharealjayhawk

(verse)

“hey, who’s this guy that acts like he has ambition?”
what’s up guys i’m jayhawk and i’m an aspiring musician
i’m making an attempt at bringing back lyricism, that’s my mission
the capability of achieving that objective takes a quantity of cognition
i’m putting two and two together, it’s way easier than addition
the answer is five… sh-t, i need a clinician
gotta explain why i’m a tactician every time i write a composition
i can easily make abscissions and put beats into submission
the problem’s that when i write, i don’t show humanitarianism
and all that matters to me is materialism
are you seriously defying the imperialism?
b-tch begone with the antidisestablishmеntarianism
it don’t affect me though… cuz i’m f-cking derangеd
a devil child, the sp-wn of satan, but this is mild, i won’t contain
my furiosity when i go on a whole motherf-cking rampage
but i got to go, sorry, got no time to explain
if anybody’s even thinking the f-cking with me is going to get shot and with a motherf-cking bullet and i’m aiming it at close range
if anyone’s even mentioning the fact that they’re dripping and flexing on all of us with a rolex or a gold chain
then i’m going to take them into my backyard and lynch ’em, meaning i go beside a tree and i’m using a rope, hang
’em around their necks with a bag over their heads with a firing squad that’s in position to point, aim
“all of this is illegal ya know” yeah, which is why i’m holding ya
accountable for every death that’s occurred here while i’m flowing to
cj beatz while using big words like middle fingers, throwing up
like hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia
my dream is to be famous and blow up like spontaneous combustion
but as of right now, i’m sitting at the bottom with my introduction
into the underground rap scene, that means i’m hitting hard, concussion
despite the fact that i had a little bit of an interruption
with a portable washing machine that decided to have an eruption
of water coming out the top end of it, leaking through to the bas-m-nt, causing destruction
but due to that i could make my lyrics stronger than they were when it was under construction
deadly amounts of lyrical ability repeating and repeating, talking repercussions
you don’t want a piece of me coz you little caesars don’t have the best delivery
so shut the f-ck up, you’re worse than bart causing a whole d-mn shivaree
i can write bitterly cold bars that’ll stick to your tongue, so cold that you’re all shivery
shooting trees like i’m popping the trunk of a hickory in south carolina, splintery
wrong state bro, i’m from kentucky, the fastest rapper in that state
and anyone who can tell me otherwise will earn maz respect, i’mma sit and wait
there ain’t, and imma tell y’all that now coz i always spit facts straight
no chaser, pacing around the room coz you’re worried about your bills being late
“but i’m hungry daddy please give me more!” fine, i’ll take this man’s plate
the opposite of the mumblers that’re crunching the numbers while i began great
you’re witnessing a legend in the making, creating ways to get better coz i didn’t stagnate
i took my pic like a photo without the lens cap, ain’t that great
photo worthy, every side is my best side whenever i think straight
what you’re listening to now is real shyt, not any of that d-mn cl!ckbait
no “yee yee ass haircut” or “having yo’ b-tch ride my d-ck” they
ain’t ever gonna see me that way, and i stand at that, the way i dictate
the reason why i’m spitting like this is because i chose to be in seclusion
read a dictionary twice so i could use words like a sore thumb, in protrusion
nowadays, that’s scary sh-t, making bowels quake and loosen
“just don’t curse, you’ll be likeable then, that’s one solution”
b-tch, i can f-cking pop off with any godd-mn curse word to use in profusion
cuz i’m flowing under pressure like the definition of effusion
blocking your vision and a blood vessel, no way out of this occlusion
wait, what? hold up, whatchu saying? ha! total confusion
i’ll knock you out quicker than rocky, leaving your t–th in malocclusion
shape up soldier, or you’ll be cruising for a bruisin
i’m looking like something that escaped out of your delusion
and you’ve been fazed this whole time, i’m just an illusion

- tharealjayhawk

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