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lirik lagu i’m back – jj soyke

i’m back lyrics
i had to come back faster than a heart attack on acid tabs
running 20 laps around a track
i gotta go back to what i’ve already done mastered
and what i’ve already done put on a pen and a pad
mixing a pencil and wax
pulling hair straight out of my head
coming out the cut with enough bricks to build to a shed
want to quit smoking weed but then i smoke again
i gotta sleep on it like i’m purchasing a bed
just live your life solid and when it hurts just take some meds
and when them vics stop kicking taking some percodens instead
that’s how my role models do it they life up on the edge
taking percocets and meth
is it worth when your dead
it’s the return of the challenger in a h*llcat speeding
when i talk about death it makes this b*tch start tweaking
i told her ass to keep quiet you too fine to be speaking
but when i smoke meth man let me stop tweaking

before i’d do that i’d stick my d*ck inside a lottery peanut
i cut her off i’d do it again without a reason
she got on my nerves asking for a purse out of niemans
take your ass to church you can always use that preaching
i just lost my tennis ball over the fence
this is the consequence of playing hard to get
all y’all college kids who put your mom in a monstrous debt
just so you can drink and flex some that sh*t that you ain’t spend
my brother need that money then he gon call collect
and if the city start tweaking then they all get wet
my palms is stretched needle touch my vein
as my arm is flexed, i’m calm collect
truck don’t even fit in the f*cking parking spot
me and w*lly count up paper and we spark a lot
you gon pull up on my street then you’ll all get shot
this f*cking skinny white wench can’t calm me down
for nothing
i just pushed this redhead b*tch up under my floorboards
my memory so dark and foggy it feels like folklore
you need a dime? i got something up in my smoke drawer
people cuffing broke wh0res to make them cuffed broke wh0res
they want me to sleep on time and ask what do i smoke for
and ask why i got coke up in my coke drawer
i would have pulled up to your show but the f*ck is your show for
you ain’t got no crowd and the sh*t you spit was so poor
i just love being high and smoking weed
and f*cking the trees and shooting tree huggers with a slug or three
while i’m drinking out a dixie cup and smoking on a nug of weed
and hitting up street it you p*ssies ain’t nun to me
working these rap lyrics and spitting is fun to me
i don’t owe it n0body i did without company
everybody that started out with me is a son to me
if i don’t got a gun i got a blade tucked in my dungarees
this life sh*t hit me suddenly it stung me like a bumblebee
all of a sudden the county got my brother up in custody
they had me an gunpoint but i pulled my own out subtly
look him in his eyes and ended his life triumphantly
smoking flashy pack outta homemade runtz sack
before you catch me smoking like that
i’d tie my arms in a knot behind my head and attach them to my n*ts*ck
by the way, tell your mans to come get his gun back
i could be name dropping and make all y’all run back
f*ck that ball of ground beef and whoever he come with
i gotta step down before i can talk about comebacks
jj he gon run that
was never a discussion

- jj soyke

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