Jakprogresso - Arbuckle lyrics

Yo bro you really doin' too much
Really doin' too much, yeah, yo
The beat off mic I program, spalded pro slam
Don't send me beats who call me broke ant
I got barrels of piss for
Members on the gold plan, pshhh
I been dead nights since checks on my BMX
Red line beneath an opium den in Shanghai
Choppin' beats
Blindfold in the cabana swingin'
Habana chef knives
Stuff a bannet's fulla dead vines, compact
Flow rappers is before Comcast own passwords
Loaths lone overgrown badger
- Nah nah nah you've been in coma too long
You know your business I ain't
Know my business, you know what you are
You're a butcher that can't cut meat
Did you hear what i said to ya, so back off
And stay outta my career
You ain't got no hoots better


Go in front of an audience and do-and do
Things, and you know what you are
You're boring!
- You couldn't size it 'cause you don't know
Halland?, you don't know you
Don't know nothing
How dare you get into my lifestyle
When you don't know what you're
Talkin' about? A lotta people think
He has great talent, a lotta people think he
Has got collar, do me a favor
Understand English, go back to school
And learn about character!
Yeah, yeah, yo huh
Blood seeping through low bread count
Lightning and strobe red clouds
It stays my head bigger than ant mounds
Self-served super gas only time will
Ever rock the backpackers
'cause I had a dead cat from Battle Rap (Ew)
I'm so smacked
I'm just a zombie that can rap
My crib once looked like a
Tired pornstar sofa print
Is flames on the bakin' soda rigs
Fuckin' over this