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lirik lagu pass the torch – jroon

[verse 1]
i don’t know why but this beat gives me adrenaline rush
like it’s real and i must, k!ll it within the first touch
now you can listen and judge and say if it is enough
but i am speaking from the heart so i’m not giving a f-ck
for real and yes i will give you another reason
cause i can hear the haters talking i can not believe em
and i say f-ck those mumble rappers hear me crush and beat em
till they look like mashed potato, using straws to eat em
i am undefeated and i will die like that
goosebumps over my body, just a side effect
i will cause a f-cking bloodbath, rhyme attack
now they all wanna collaborate got no time for that
give me a riddle i figure it out, tell you what it is about
still in the middle hidden civilian, no feelings of doubt
listen me dribble with words, sizzle while swearing a curse
lyrical missiles, forbidden, kidding i’m bringing em out

[hook]
p-ss the torch
couldn’t give a f-ck less i just ask for more
this is the moment i waited for
you better come and give me some
p-ss the torch
couldn’t give a f-ck less i just ask for more
this is the moment i waited for
you better come and give me some

[verse 2]
light a fire up under my -ss, tyson while writing a track
sight on the mic and guide your eyes to the tyrant of rap
and you liars are small minded like fibers of thread
tiny chance causing a threat, neither is nice with a pen
never think you stand a chance against this
i’m solid as a rock and that while practice
motherf-cker with a deathwish, lock and loaded
insecurities surrounding like you’re claustrophobic
hip hop is the only thing that i don’t lost control of
so you better know what you up for when you block the road
and i’m not shocked to know that everybody is gone hate no
they’ll kiss my white -ss whenever i say so
rapping in my cradle, i was a day old
now they call me midas on the mic cuz i create gold
and f-ck the game yo i spit on it, p-ss on it
till they know that i don’t give a sh-t
this is it i will finish it

[verse 3]
yeah, you can call me a b-tch because i succeed
but i spit like i do after i brush t–th
and i got lines that make you jump like a nut squeeze
call me the sh-t and i don’t flush these lines that i drop
this is my life, what i got, watch me rise out the dust
while i’m tied and i’m cuffed, nothing drives me to stop
but now i’m feeling the heat in my back, reaching to sweep me and then
leaving me bleeding to death, try me i’m pumped
lil this, lil that, dude i think you need a growth spurt
pockets full of candy man i see your sugarcoat burst
they say goodness speaks in a whisper, why my throat hurts?
constantly in battle with myself, i got my own purge
this is my shot cannot fail or i bust
i must show that i’m capable of the things i gush
cause words are not enough, got thirst when sway is up
i heard you cared a little, the first who gave a f-ck

- jroon

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