Jakprogresso - Ruddie Yards lyrics

[Jakprogresso - Ruddie Yards lyrics]

Nah nah nah you better? call me too long
And lemme tell
You somethin' you know your business
I know my business
You know what you are? You're a butcher
That can't cut meat, 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 know what you are you're boring!
(Career)

Yeah yo, check it out yo
I chop bricks like a San Soo
Huggin' a jug o' stolen wine
Ergot suit awry, smoke a zip on a solar line
Bipolarized, I'm Godzilla buzzin' on
A Japanese motorbike
It's grad picture poser fried
Scratchin' my scalp, dusted coke grains
Style ponchi at the punchline
Fad with no date
Hand dunk my own lane (right)
I'm RZA dusted on the Triton
In the basement with no shave
I done had been at this
Harvard shit since age 11-10, demented den
Off the hook like a rack
O' ribs gettin' prepped dope geeks
(wow) , wannabe stone creeps takin' classes
On how to spit like JakProgresso, in '03
Megalo me, egg-white grams, and OP'z
Domes be split like ant and Opie
Screamin' "bloody Hell", amen, con heads
Fends gon' fed I should've charged
For my energy like con-Ed
18gram Ronsman, severed legs in fishnets
Kickin' out my trunk, like rockets
Surrounded by bodies
(ahhh) , fully centered, it's me time
If a Sky God talkin' spicy
(nah) , it's 'cause he high (Why)
Make a mockery of this crafted
Person I'mma bee line
It's what you face like
Aborigine combat with beehives
Rest in Peace to the Wetlands, New York
(peace) , and the rappers with it
Here's a fact of fiction
When I saw security paddin' kids shit (shit)
I tossed my backup 'cause a
Dead cat was in it
I was trying to do performance
Art that's not scripted (Facts, loser)

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