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jay biago car park 4k onetake | underground takeover - jay biago lyrics

[verse 1]
uh
jay ain’t one for the bullsh*t
echo smith, i wasn’t one of the cool kids
nowadays tell cool kids cool it
cause they wanna treat it like jay still a school kid
foolish, grown up
with a dollar and a dream make a crowd go nuts
cause i sound dope c*nts, tryna get pounds no buds
outta town, i ain’t bout no crumbs
smoking, no mask, i’m me
so the bars are deep and my scars are too but the bars you’ll see
no limit master p’s sh*t’s on repeat
while the rastas pass pass weed
stay with the hard ass beats
don’t test me, your half ass bars are weak
jb will blast your ass to last week
cats playing the clown like bill skarsgard be
like tyler i am that guy
shouts old mates who it’s now on sight with
he want to be toxic, i’m psychic
the way that i poke ’em on, you ain’t like this
h*ll no mate i ain’t self righteous
i just know i’m the boss like bison
no ms cause i’m on the climb
and already feeling like i got a strong decline
so i’m pushing better bars like i’m on incline
but i’m living in perth so my sound’s really not designed
to go off, still i froth to rhyme
i’m like an on*rail shooter, never off the grind til i die
can’t block the mind
i being i, won’t compromise
eye for an eye if you cross the line
its ironic what’s online’s on the line, like
[refrain]
nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said you ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said, check

[verse 2]
pop for the pain like ibuprofen
stop with the caps, you’re a lower case bogan
me and my buds, no sign that i’m choking
i don’t do drugs, what the f*ck are you smoking?
i don’t find time, write rhymes til i’m broken
rehearsing the verse 5 times when i’m coasting
f*ck your personas, grab your evokers
epitome of dope with lines, stick your nose in
won’t stop til my mind is spoken
to provide for the lights in my life, i’m chosen
cats say you’re better than me, you’re so not
that’s competitively, my flows so dope stop
deadset i don’t know no opps
cause they’re not even worth the effort to go off
and my squad would all murk em better, we’re no flops
still hot in the coldest weather, i’m so aus
what, how’s jay not true?
when i’m everything you’re not, meaning jay’s not rude?
beat the s (bts) out you, like a k*pop dude
putting in work while you’re baked on shrooms
no love for jay like the faizon dude
got size so they ask “is your mate not juiced?”
never met*roids but i may as well have
how i feel like samus in the phazon suit
they dread that i’m in my prime
scratch that, i haven’t even hit my prime
and that’s that, know it or not, my sh*t’s divine
we ain’t in the same zone, i’m on different time
so catch that, flashback, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah nah you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said you ain’t, you ain’t, you ain’t ready for that
[refrain]
you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said nah, nah, you ain’t ready for that
i said

- jay biago lyrics

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