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Open The Mic
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Let me spark this, I'm already wound up
Let's burn it from the ground up, turn the fucking sound up
A loud joke spitting on this underground cut
Come around, it's going down like the town slut
Keep your mouth shut, I'm quick to set it
Kid forget it, I get gassed and piss on leaded
Your shit's pathetic, split before your wig's beheaded
Disconnected and ripped apart like a Christmas present
Flip this record, we can battle on the instrumental
Battle to a quicker tempo, battle with a pen and pencil
Your girl's digits in my pocket, that's coincidental
But if they had a pimp Olympics I would win a medal
I've been a rebel for the most of my life
I go to your show at night, start provoking a fight
Jump on stage just when the moment is right
And scream "Open the mic" or a poet gets sliced
Out the mouth comes fire who ignite the fullest
Self-titled feed you lead, make you bite the bullet
Talk imaginary crime stories and get dealt shots
Surprise you with the calico and get shell shocked
And hell's hot, you don't wanna get caught there
When it's warfare, we suit up and carry fours and pairs
I'll rob a bitch too, snatch her purse with a quickness
Not Jamaican but I love to jerk chickens
Niggas disrespect, I never keep it on wax
We load up the vans with soldiers and fully loaded MACs
Crashing through the windows of your crib, blasting shots
Wearing Navy SEAL suits that look like astronauts
Don't give a fuck about rap, you talking thug shit?
Drain your bodily fluids, now you lack substance
Whether east or west you bring beef 'round here
I'll launch a missile to your city 'til the coast is clear
Ayo you feeling me? Well get your mittens out my trousers
Or we'll deal a beating out like a clique of rowdy bouncers
You sit around and ounce us, got nothing to say
Like your girl when I'm standing up and fucking her face
Shit, we take shots like they don't affect us
With more rounds of quarters than bankers and payphone collectors
I sip licks with thick chicks and stay so erected
As if my dick fits in a slick slit like Lego connectors
Hey don't forget this, J love himself
And J's own spit heat like they come from hell
When I'm pissy I can dump as well
When I'm not I'm just pissed off so your two choices are lump or swell
Chicks tell me I'm something else the way I eat snatch
In a pair of cushioned knee pads and safety mask
And lately that's been the reason they hate me rapping
'Cause my dick disappears in your chick's mouth like baby aspirin
Y'all say Zone is a one trick pony
I say Zone got a long dick, blow me
The more y'all hate the more the money comes
I ain't been unanimously loved since I was 21 with Music for Tu Madre
My first LP, all that critical acclaim? Shucks
I was up in Starbucks and couldn't afford a latte
But now I talk trash and bring hell to the people
You're not a broad or a bank teller, I don't wanna see you
Too cheap to go clubbing, too ugly to model
Too broke to drink Cris' but I front with the bottle
J's own give a dime to record? Bitch please
Rich and Boy y'all ain't worthy to wash my drawers
ARC on the beat, me, I, Couple and Self
Use your bathroom and pee on the seat
And fuck a holistic ho
I'd rather have a ho with lipstick blow on my balls like a piccolo
Now hold up, you can't have a jam without the engineer man
It's double J Brown in this bitch, yeah, hit 'em
I get into your psyche, don't care if you like me
You pussy, even your lesbo flow is so dykey
Check the level of the treble, that's the 5G sound
The devil's on a whole new level when we roll through your town
'Cause it's the O-double-D, C-L-U-P-L-E
With JB on this banger courtesy of AV
It's hot shit, oh, don't say you is when you isn't
Like jerking off with your left hand, our shit just feels different
And por que you wanna act like you got that pimp shit?
Cinematic headstone how my posse make hits
I heard you thinking drinking is some shit that we say
But best believe I leave this rapper
Stomping dripping like Grand Monkey
Hip-hop hooray, it's the end for you clowns
And leave your ho to standing up
You sit the fuck back down homie
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