Jakprogresso - Dunce Fitted lyrics
[Jakprogresso - Dunce Fitted lyrics]
- Yo Jak I showed-I showed my
Friends and shit, ah man, i
Show-I show like ten friends I
I think one or two, uh really liked it
- You know, your shit's trash bro
- The rest kinda lose one or
Two they want a fence
- (inaudible) grabbin' awful?
- yeah man I don't know what you
Doin' bruh I like 'em hah
- Your shit's trash
Yo, uh, weed head
(uh?) , I'mma die in a crash like Abi Folgers
Blunt burned holes in the pullover
Cadaver in the trunk with
The poles pulled over pulled dro
Shook in the whip like Rifkin pulled over
Nah not really
That's just done for the sport
Some couldn't stomach my thoughts
Perhaps when I was a youngin
One would have thought
His parents found the head of a
Cat in a plastic bag, under the porch
But they always knew something was off
Tongue is a fork met the Devil once we spent
Months in and talked walk one with the force
If I was rich I'd buy guns for the poor
And stash weapons in the glove of my Porsche
Fuck a dope fiend
I chew shroom caps over booze
I'm the Hip-Hop art deflect laughing with
The gat in my grill (Ahahahaha)
Keep an arm's length
It's not about the ones you
Aren't or are vets (Nah)
It's just I'm not really hearin' bars yet
(Word) i chop up a rapper and scatter his
Limbs to be collected by armed feds
So it become far fetched
Not a upper Google rapper, Toon Loop maker
Get a life i picture CDs like Chris
Elliott tossin' newspapers (Wow)
Slay daywalkers or moon phaser
I be out slayin' daywalkers a moon phaser
Lick blood
Human tongue become a barrel lick shots
Hydrochloric parts meant to strip hot
At the door vibe on some Karl Hingus
My grip twist carpals CG image
Marvel with it
Watch cloud sitting, pourin' all
This album another obese house ridden
Corpse to haul
Curse to Gods at war with all
Nightmares are arid all
Shark lines slip through deep
With an orenthal
Fatal Dose emblem wrapped in crib cables
Chop beats break boards and split tables
I tip cradles
My shelter pea coat from all free
Though smell like lit basil
- We belong to a family
Who makes ingenius and
Murderous toys, imagine, toys handled
Diabolically by our ancestors
To kill and destroy!
Friends and shit, ah man, i
Show-I show like ten friends I
I think one or two, uh really liked it
- You know, your shit's trash bro
- The rest kinda lose one or
Two they want a fence
- (inaudible) grabbin' awful?
- yeah man I don't know what you
Doin' bruh I like 'em hah
- Your shit's trash
Yo, uh, weed head
(uh?) , I'mma die in a crash like Abi Folgers
Blunt burned holes in the pullover
Cadaver in the trunk with
The poles pulled over pulled dro
Shook in the whip like Rifkin pulled over
Nah not really
That's just done for the sport
Some couldn't stomach my thoughts
Perhaps when I was a youngin
One would have thought
His parents found the head of a
Cat in a plastic bag, under the porch
But they always knew something was off
Tongue is a fork met the Devil once we spent
Months in and talked walk one with the force
If I was rich I'd buy guns for the poor
And stash weapons in the glove of my Porsche
Fuck a dope fiend
I chew shroom caps over booze
I'm the Hip-Hop art deflect laughing with
The gat in my grill (Ahahahaha)
Keep an arm's length
It's not about the ones you
Aren't or are vets (Nah)
It's just I'm not really hearin' bars yet
(Word) i chop up a rapper and scatter his
Limbs to be collected by armed feds
So it become far fetched
Not a upper Google rapper, Toon Loop maker
Get a life i picture CDs like Chris
Elliott tossin' newspapers (Wow)
Slay daywalkers or moon phaser
I be out slayin' daywalkers a moon phaser
Lick blood
Human tongue become a barrel lick shots
Hydrochloric parts meant to strip hot
At the door vibe on some Karl Hingus
My grip twist carpals CG image
Marvel with it
Watch cloud sitting, pourin' all
This album another obese house ridden
Corpse to haul
Curse to Gods at war with all
Nightmares are arid all
Shark lines slip through deep
With an orenthal
Fatal Dose emblem wrapped in crib cables
Chop beats break boards and split tables
I tip cradles
My shelter pea coat from all free
Though smell like lit basil
- We belong to a family
Who makes ingenius and
Murderous toys, imagine, toys handled
Diabolically by our ancestors
To kill and destroy!