lirik lagu jay x chronic – dope fumes ii
[verse 1: chronic]
look
feeling crazy, punching gatys since a little baby
when i’m making tracks i’m feeling wavy, tell my brother yes i’m chasing
went from wake n bakes and cones and mateship to focusing to make it
put my brain on roast mode, yes i f~cking bake it
i’m coping through the music that i’m making
so i ain’t give 2 f~cks what you’re saying, like an uzi i be spraying
the flows be super saiyan, got no time for conversation
leave ya laying with a facelift chilling in my bas~m~nt
thoughts are racing, thinking bout arrangements
got so chonged i’m feelin asian, brother, ain’t a racist
sh~t i’m saying when i’m stoned is so deranged and
best in the west i’m proclaiming
i swear i’m losing my marbles
capitan of the sh~t so call me marvel
not a role model so call me marshal
all these emcees be rapping partial
posted wrapping parcels with these dope lines, they’re in my ~rs~nal
could defend a castle, on my last leg like barstool
jokes, i’ve got two more
and what’s in store? it’s chronic and jay kicking down the door
a crowned king destined to fall
destroy the game like a f~ckin wrecking ball, i’ll f~ckin wreck em all
my bars are thought out
i sort out all my words, nouns and verbs out
i’m turnin up to the tenth degree, it’s my f~cking recipe
depression be affecting me and my homie collectively
a dope dealer, a dope spitter
i won’t quit~uh, who flows realer?
no one, it’s so clearer
tell my bro pick up, i’m tryna pick up, i’m tryna run a tick up
back when i was runnin up, wasn’t dumb enough to quit
so now look at me now, f~ckin k!llin this sh~t
[verse 2: jay]
ayo
spit the music out my system like the best tape
rest in peace like drapht, trials, dazastah and ciecmate
you say you’re king and i’m a p~wn? it’s still checkmate
you say you’re smoking on the tracks but you at best vape
i’m telling you, these big labels need to invest in jay
no eshay, but that don’t mean i never spun lames
never did the gun spray, never have the f~cks came
imma just produce pure heat, call me just blaze or sun rays
these rhymes are bout to bust like nuts came
i never won praise, i could wipe you out with one phrase, you unt~cay
i was prepping the weapons, you just dug graves
i must say, the wordplay had your buddies in a stunned gaze
didn’t buck tres, still a son of a gun
i didn’t come for the sum, i’m just running amok
it’s nothing to us, don’t need to funds to be tough
they say i’m a faker, snitch, dumb f~ck, i’m none of the ‘bove c~nt
yeah i’m soldier, and this the war dance
a long list of rappers out, but only for short spans
i torch lands of store brands
f~cking with me is like women with tugging ’cause c~nt it’s all hands
jay the samaritan, on the mic i’m the nicest
decided to slice with knifers when i realised that life is priceless
despite the vipers, taking shots like we despise the snipers
we kicking off for our goals, chronic and i the strikers
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