lirik lagu j-bankrollz – houdini
[intro]
oh, you thought i was gonna come in on the beat on time?
i do what i want, but you know that i stay on my rhyme
stay on my rhyme, pick a genre: trap or grime
i do it all, y’all watch me ball, and your jaws’ll fall
[verse 1]
my circle tight, and you are a square
i’m a denizen of h-ll, and you are in my lair
‘bout to spit another sesh, i’m the devil in the flesh
i go pound for pound or put in a round in your chest
i rock an rpg like yo soy el diablo
and i’m gonna take your life, make you “the – of pablo”
pop off the hip with heat like i got new yeezy beats
girls line up like the butcher’s shop because they all want the meat
pick your type, i can make it beef or pork
i got all the birds, doesn’t matter if they storks
like a new toy, y’all playing with the boy, i’m a chess king, and i need a claire foy
in my corner, don’t be a foreigner, don’t need no helen of troy
done with the games and i’m done with the lames
hang it all up like a picture frame
i go insane, run this country b. hussein, boy don’t complain
no pain, no gain, no pain, no gain, no pain, no gain
[chorus]
pop back in, then disappear: story of your life
you just cause me strife, you are not no type to wife
you’re fully aware that the kid is a genie
now disappear for good, and leave my life like houdini
[verse 2]
this a no flex zone, i don’t care to impress
so i just get up, and i just get dressed
don’t try to start beef because you’ll get no press
you’re a left-facing arrow, always gonna be less
you’re nose hill park and i’m the himalayas
bank nation on me, salute the anthem for the players
bars in my face like the simpson with the juice
brood all day and night, and i dispense it like bruce
b-e-n on every base from the first to third
got a backend fetish because all you smash is t-rds
i’m like truman, asking “should i drop it?”
i prepare for the damages, tell the squad to mop it
they say h-ll hath no fury like a woman scorned
but your actions were telling, and this should have been forewarned
shake it off, leave all the remnants at the mic
a bourgeois prima donna, that’s that type i don’t like
[chorus]
pop back in, then disappear: story of your life
you just cause me strife, you are not no type to wife
you’re fully aware that the kid is a genie
now disappear for good, and leave my life like houdini
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