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JCO - Heat şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: JCO

albüm: Sold Out


I remember thinking I was crazy
Cause I never really had a fuck to give
My own members drinking, getting hazy
Cause we never really had enough to live
Struggles nightly, daily, life is not amazing
I don't even think I'm up to this
That's why I've been chasing, always dream of saving
All of us, I got some love to give
These old times got me thinking
What if I never had started?
This long road I went down
Said man, that shit sounding retarded
Can you make me some Bou Lou?
Said come on now, pass the Bacardi
Hit me up with that invite
And imma be last to the party
Whoo!
I don't even think I really wanna do it anymore
Staying up late nights, sleeping on the floor
By choice, with friends
They be helping out a little bit, I'm hospitable with it
A vivid, wicked syllable wizard
Imma come and kill all the bitches
I'm really intricate, spilling the villainous content
Cause I'm a despicable, unpredictable
Dangerous chemical, walking through so many doors
You thought I was done, huh?
Well strap up, I got more coming
Whether condom, seatbelt, rifle, pistol
AK, shotty, I'm 100 and gunning
I'm running, above em, get some cover or suffer
Because the Summit is simply some of this
I'm a son of a sinner and never lost, I'm a winner
How can you be close to someone new for the summer but don't even know who your cousin is?
I don't even get it, I just really wanna quit
With all the bullshit coming at me
When I'm focused on some other things
Coming in real quickly, see me?
I've been moving swiftly, I been feeling really gifted
Like my Mama does on Mother's Day
Hit me with a test and see if I can keep my breath
While I'm attacking motherfuckers verbally like every other day
I really wanna flex like I could buy a new Corvette and shit
So if you see me coming, you should probably look the other way
I don't get it, I'm just spitting
All this heat, weather permitting
I limit myself to murder
Like ten rappers once per sitting
That's okay if you don't make it
That just means you suck at winning
Don't compare me to these bitches
Hang with them? You must be kidding
Whoo!
So lemme get the microphone
Pack it up and take it home
Write another fucking poem
Rap it when I'm all alone
Feel like I been on the moon
Only cause I'm going fucking faster than the metronome
Ready, set, I been gone
Going off like car alarms
Shooting for the fucking stars
Don't you bother coming on
I can tell you don't belong
What's the point of lying to me?
Faking everything is wrong
Tell me, stupid
Really what the truth is
Listen closely so that
You can hear my movements
Only getting better
Cross it off to-do list
My music in your house?
That's a Home Improvement
Listen, motherfucker
Wishing I was doing all this shit that I be doing now
Back when there was little movement
I was going, now my shows are semi-packing crowds
I'm forever Royal, always staying loyal
You can watch me as I go to grab the crown
Keep it moving forward, further with that motion
Filled with all emotions, never backing down
Speed it up, slow it down
Need a bus, know it now
Heating up, rolling pounds
Please give us another ounce
People suck, show the crowd
Four-star General, Colin Powell
Feeble luck, we own the town
Speak of us, you going down
Fuck a motherfucker
We coming to get up under
Your skin and we know you love it
Don't ever be undercover
Cause you acting like a bummer
But coming in under budget
I'm not budging
The motherfucking casket will probably plummet
And now I be going crazy
The way I be acting lately
Cause maybe I've been relating
To ladies who be debating
Now baby, I may be saying
You playing if you got rabies
So I'm spacing on vacation
The world is waking, I'll take it
Now motherfuckers are wishing
They really in this position
Reminiscing on the memories
I never need no permission
Quit your bitching and listen
Cause I be quick with the writtens
Pay attention and be attentive
To the kid who be killing
And if you really wanna gimme a time that I will remember
I can chop off all your limbs til your body's fucking dismembered
Got you holding on your side like your drink was hurting your liver
Dropped first album in August, started the second in September

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