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hi bone thugs-n-harmony... - asa jake lyrics

all a dude really need is a pencil and pad
i’ll get into my bag
like i’m meant to
i meant i’m getting to the bag
then i’ll misuse missiles
that’ll ensue then soon ginsus get you
sh*t dude
you can miss me with that
if you think i’ll miss you with that
pistol i have it attached to my hip like my macs a conjoint twin
i mean you get massacred on a joint whenever we did a collab
said you sicker than that?
wouldn’t put it past you to lie
running laps of this track, i’m passing you while i
ain’t having to try, my passions utilised
you reply while ghostwriters passing you the lines
if we talking politics, you pass if you ally with my side
but you die, you pass if you align with fascist views online
i got a tool
matter fact, i pack a few to keep half of you in line
suicide pact, i drive your pack to suicide
i’m a psychopath and all that’s passing through my mind
is “stab and brutalise”
when i talk to people i’m like, “cool but what does that have to do with knives???”
you an amateur with the blade
i am masterful with the dagger, and yet i haven’t even be trained
with the accuracy displayed i could match even the most challenging combatant after i practiced for a matter of a couple days
any battler in my way
i could cut em up, put em in a bag and a break neck pace so you won’t know what happened when he get slain
but the outcome is the same
i’m drawn to pens in the exact type of a way that dracula is to veins
when i walk in the room, your boo seduced too quick
i steal everybody’s thots like group think
if you diss me then the fuse lit
feuding is fuel
i refuse to diffuse it
i use this
music to get
through sh*t
they knew this student do spit too sick
you think you you better than the movement?
yeah, you better…
prove it!
i’m willing to bet they can’t though
f u and your ego, you ain’t fuego
are you a b*tch?
well, when i run up on you you be screaming, “i’m afraid” so i’m afraid so
i don’t aim for fame, hoes and chains so
you rock a fly fit? i’m in plain clothes
rapping til my name known
and either jay co*signs or j. cole says “asa jake cold”
i spit that flammable ammo and i’m more animal
if a rapper want smoke, i’m at your throat like a clavicle
i’m asa jake, take away the a and add an o
that means i am seeing you rappers as a joke
i’m never amicable
or affable
i’m attacking a rapper and cracking their skull
and snacking on em like a cannibal
my patterns ain’t palatable
i’m packing a pen and pad
now your panic is palpable
what you pencil ain’t passable

wait
they still not found no one sicker yet
i’m ill and
ain’t no tellin
who i can infect
with an infection
that you may be thinking is ineffective
but will have all your kin affected when in effect
and if exits are sealed, hit the deck
when i trip, i’ll threaten you
call me a triple threat
i grip a tech
bullets hit your lung when ejected
they cut off oxygen like they interject
at night, i won’t make a creek like a mouse
call it house warming, cuz the heat coming out once i creep in your house
if you beefing with me then you leaped in the deep end cuz i’ll begin just sneakin. im seeking to get even
any kin, i’m eager to greet them
your bm, bet she is aroused
when we meet then
then i’m eating ya
your meat tender
use either the
cleaver or the clever
you know you f*cked once i be pulling out tools
that i can’t even pr*nounce
if you leaving a link in the bio
my heater will pow
thoughts be leakin out like thinking aloud
i’m hitting you with the syllable agility
big punisher said you gonna be dead in little italy
but if you meddle
i’ll spit a riddle or riddle you with the metal literally
you didn’t do diddily, you little league
brain matter? i’ll let a little leak
the lead’ll eat through you and rid all of your men in the middle of beef
you made a little ditty, did you? i will then delete
it didn’t mean diddily, your written middling to me
you an enemy, never a friend of mine
i cut ahead of you, how i sever ties
cut ahead, i behead people
put two holes in your head, i b head people
armed and dangerous
ain’t too many that can endanger us
shoot for the stars, you gon hit the moon
we stars, you won’t hit us if you aim at us
make whatever you wanna make of us
we just make whatever and then they make a fuss
i bring baretas
i never bang however
the page and pen is the way that i spray you f*cks
verbal ks’ll bust
i’m the simulacra of eminem and the midwest chopper
and the cause of stiffing yall, kids a monster
and a cobsta
sickest bars in the genre
i’m ken lamar; a k!ller crossed with an artist
in your songs you talk about having g traits
but it ain’t really you talking like a deep fake
i don’t buy it, i’m a cheap skate
you only get girls online, call it e*bay
with the pad and pen i’m stacking ammunition
and i’m stacking figures like i’m data*driven
you be jacking and stealing every rap i’ve written
they belong to me, call em mannerisms
i’m a catalyst to cataclysm like capitalism
the way you rappers spit, i know you cannot rhythm
say they’ll give me the hands? i’m willing to scr*p and get em k!lled
ima deal with the hands i’m given
i’m a pro with prose
oppose the poetry?
you gon be ghost
the goats in golden fleece
going coast to coast
like cole does clothes, we easily
fold you foes
metaphors and flows and schemes
they indulge on
don’t overdose on dope we bring
i ain’t boasting bro
but i broke these bone thug beats
stayed at home, would hold out hope of honing these
f*cking songs while so*and*so would smoke and drink
now when it comes to weed i’ve got to light one
and pour another drink, some vodka, sprite
sum just to celebrate dedication and all that i’ve done
cuz my minds where you guys got all the his from
i can identify the positive outcomes
and i like how my life’s evolving now
want something? i advise you follow it, now, run!
and for y’all without a goal; find you one
asa

- asa jake lyrics

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