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lirik lagu junk69 - intoxicated

junk cool as ice no vice when they be flamin
so i stop then i drop and roll, ain’t leave em waitin
creatin with flow so smooth they call it skippy
from the soul rhymes gold i’m a mini biggie
hit me, is what i told to the dealer playing blackjack
only moving forward, i ain’t messin with no backtrack
paper comin left and right impressin dunder mifflin
sh~t so cold got yall noses snifflin
scribblin, all the bars that come to my mind
you know that im the goat while im spittin on this fly kind
of rap, no cap, really the greatest of all time
flowing in the six oh four gringos ain’t from west side
yes we white certified casserolе eaters
impress on thе mic despite having no features
gringos been cold since birth recordin heaters
early bird can have the worm snorin cuz we sleepers
meters ahead of all the competition
doesnt seem like much but when they ants no opposition
im a d~mn magician, on this composition
and when it comes to aura you know i’m the definition

im drunk intoxicated on the bassline
they call me junk but y’all can call me on the face time
place rhymes intricately i got a great mind
spittin bars i ain’t behind em dont mess with hate crimes
hey your phone is blowin up some new group chat
birthday party? i ain’t showin up you can forget that
ratio is 20 to 1, nah i ain’t that tuff
then i think, you know what would shut all the haters up?
if junk pulled up club one not under contract
ain’t no one dub ya boy no contact
what’s the worst thing that i could face in
a party where most no one know what my name is
headin to the function and you know im walkin straight in
parradin, shout out to my real one k~
theres really no debatin
there no one thats equatin
or makin the bars like junk he innovatin

im drunk intoxicated on the bassline
they call me junk but y’all can call me on the face time
place rhymes intricately i got a great mind
spittin bars ain’t behind em dont mess with hate crimes

on the beat with junk but we ain’t bringing trash, were
passing on the mic back to the swagmaster
likes to spit jamrock but he ain’t a rasta’
just quit playing, cause i’m the grandmaster
taskmaster; gregory davies
make the rest sound like fools, like babies
too jealous, make ‘em drool?, why yes we
spit rhymes that make you dizzy, like gillespie
smooth like jazz and twice as unpredictable
flows too nice, yeah, its inexplicable
raps like a warm up sport, like pickle ball
or pick up basketball, now pick up your jaws
baller, every time i move, u hauler (you hollar)
like blue collar, lot of work but were making dollars
it makes sense (cents), hot steel, cause youre pretty dense
gringos making moves, while your sitting on the fence
think you better, but all the while
you counting up the listens, im ahead by a mile
you not enemies, just fans in denial
but you can’t deny; swagmaster has style
im drunk intoxicated on the bassline
they call me junk but y’all can call me on the face time
place rhymes intricately cuz i got a great mind
spittin bars ain’t behind em dont mess with hate crimes

shutting up the critics when i pull in the civic
when you make jokes hearing crickets cuz you full of gimmicks
ticked off, you a scammer you a rip off, p~ss off
dont provoke me i’ll make you dash
just like your cash atta casino, all you do is crash
losin not ready to be pro like san marino
making money easy like a free throw
n0body close to passing me though
like i’m on pole at monaco
dont show, can’t have opposition on my road
i own this block, running champlain like im usian
haters might be insane
big steppa d only drinks champagne

im drunk intoxicated on the bassline
they call me junk but y’all can call me on the face time
place rhymes intricately cuz i got a great mind
spittin bars ain’t behind em dont mess with hate crimes

this world is mine for the takin
ain’t no lying, every line, no fakin
yall be tryin to find a mistake in
this rap its flawless, spotless, and stainless

- lirik lagu junk69

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