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  • Текст песни Lunar C - Jesus Swag

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    Verse 1
    There ain't a skill that I wasn't blessed with
    But ability's nothing without work ethic
    I want my percentage
    If I don't blow in 2012 it's coz the world ended
    Or maybe I just couldn't be assed
    Flopped and gave up like a fucking retard
    With my boys talking bout how we could've been stars
    Coz we was on big things like a double D bra
    Used to have nothing to do now there's nothing we can't
    Money weed bars pussy free garms and another clean start
    Listen, they say more fake real talk nah not again
    I'm on some shit don't compare me to none of them
    Keep the scene in a state of disarray watch
    Or if you're clever then you'll run and pick a safe spot
    Tell all of them posers not to quit their day job
    It's winner stays on, I'm hungry like a skinny stray dog

    Chorus
    Messiah on the mixtape, motherfucker genius rap, Jesus swag talk shit pussy
    You could be knocked out
    All the best critics describe me as christ I got a bible of rhymes I bring
    Sight for the blind
    Messiah on the mixtape, motherfucker genius rap, Jesus swag talk shit pussy
    You could be knocked out
    Talk shit pussy you could be knocked out
    Uh, fucking Jesus swag

    Verse 2
    My gift is god given you couldn't teach it
    My brain's in overdrive I'm having trouble sleeping
    I'm on this thing, anyone competing must be dreaming
    If you ever fucked with me then you took a beating
    Thou shall fall into the depths of hell and burn for eternity if you doubt the lord
    I'm the second coming swagger in my crown of thorns
    I got 'em running like I set a bomb
    You pussies crumble when the pressure's on
    I'm a genius, there ain't a subject you can test me on
    Motherfucker I'm not stubborn I'm just never wrong
    And I'm not in denial I know that it's unusual
    But the other day I showed up to a funeral
    Comforted a crying lady told her that she's beautiful
    And took her to the bathroom and boned her in a cubicle
    Yeah, my steez is classy, your swag is cheap and tacky
    You fucking need your fassy, come and see your daddy

    Chorus

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