J Hus, BL@CKBOX - Bl@ckbox s4 ep 27 lyrics

[J Hus, BL@CKBOX - Bl@ckbox s4 ep 27 lyrics]

Look, yo, look

They skipped your freestyle
And heard mine instead
All your tunes get skipped
First slice of bread
Why you lying to these youts
They are not fire
I'll heat it up and you'll get
Hit up in the crossfire
Every other day, jakes in my drum
Gotta leave this life for the sake of my mum
Marj keeps crying, now I gotta wipe tears
I've mashed work in my 110 Nike airs
They wanna see me grab a beater
I just wanna settle down with my mamasita
They say they're gonna come for me
When I buck man
They be like "what do you want from me?"
And I be with my brown skin baby
Gave her the woody den I made her go crazy


Made her go mental
She never picks up when her friends call
I give it to her rough
But I started off gentle
Girl found out now she say
She ain't coming back
You can't keep my jumper
You gotta run it back
My new ting got a body, M case
If the bitch line me up that's an M case

Yo, listen, look uh, look, yo

She calling me handsome
Please stop pretending
J Hus butters fam, I never been a pengting
We used to be dargs, fuck that
I refuse to know
Man I poke him up like a voodoo doll
Cuz I rap for the girls that wanna watch face
I ain't playin' no games if I touch ways
J Hus slash Juju J, nutcase
Buss gun, buss juj, buss case
I'm on a damn mission
I know man with no goals or no ambition
The only thing he thinks
About is fucking murder
Send your hat to the sky like Bobby Shmurda
Uh, couple donny's gotta suffer later
Ima take my time, it ain't nothing major
Phone my guy like "Yo fam
I need another favour"
You see a white boy barking, Potter Payper
They think I don't have no heat cuz I
Made a couple tunes that sound afro-beat
Fuck that, I'll rise the machine
Bang on a nerd and ride life for my
Hope this rapping goes well
If it don't, oh well
I'll be back in jail riding
Basic in a cold cell
I ain't got plenty friends
They say less is more
300 bells g, I'm ready for war
And of course not willing
To stay broke cuz I had a poor upbringing
Hus be a hustler, no time for chilling
Phone my connect, I'm about to make a killing
How can man owe me dough
And try not pay me back?
They wanna turn J Hus to a maniac, uh
J Hus turn to Juju J
Leave the scene so uhh, look away

Listen uh
Uh, look, yo look

We used to be dargs, now I got beef wid 'im
I'm from a place where loyalty
Don't mean a thing
Your best friend will go and
Stab you in your backbone
Some more time, J Hus, I'm on my Jack Jone
I was on my grind, baby grind, no rest at all
Pedal bike, big shank by my testicles
To the trap every minute, I ain't rest at all
College dropout
Plus I never done my best in school
This a one way journey to hell
Any friends of a paigon is worthy of shells
That pussy boy is breathing
Trust me it's luck
I've never been handsome, I'm as ugly as fuck
Paigons had me ducking last time I
Left my pole at home
Now 24s I'm with my tool, I never role alone
She gave me brain
I couldn't care about the couchie
Shank to her dome if the
Bitch is moving booky
My nigga says I'm nuts
My paigons call me pussy
These girls know I'm ugly
They're still giving up the pussy
She give me mad brain 'till
I buss on her Brazilian
Ima do me, nigga fuck you
I'm just trynna put bread in my brothers palm
And niggas wanna see me dead
In my mothers arms
Ghost me, the juju man said it won't happen
I'm kicking back, polled up in the Volkswagen
All the P's that I lost
It's like I grind for nuttin'
They say I'm next to blow
I'm feeling like my time is coming
Cah I never had the brightest start
Big shank by my private part
I buggie with the devil so hard
That my shank sliced my penis
Never took advice from no teachers
And if the paigons finish me
Tell my niggas don't get angry cah
Mummy's gonna phone the juju man up in Gambia
I don't know no pastors
No priests or no reverends i stay paro
I got beef with some old bredrins
2g's, I was purchasing the Glock
But I still got my shank
Ain't no burners on the block
Revenge tastes sweeter than sugar
If I ride on a Thursday, Friday I'm in Jummah

Ahh, listen
Rasclart J Hus, Stratford baby listen
Uh, fucking hell blackbox init
Listen go check out my soundcloud J Hus

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