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ole' dirty basterd - aj jordan the crescendo lyrics

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half these haters don’t got fuel for the p-ssion like i do
spitting cl-ssics through the speaker got you feeling extra smooth
popping lead to bobbing heads we get that paper on the move
grace you with a higher presence when i walk into the room
when you see a shooting star you make a wish upon it true
well that meteor is me busting through ya speakers, boom
opportunity arose like a rubix cube exposed
silver jubilee exploded while i blasted the commotion

vrs 1
blackout on the microphone, i go free
addiction to the rhyme, like i roll trees
don’t n-body want a problem, guess they know me
from buffalo to your city, when i roll deep
why’s every hooker at the bar trying to blow me?
if you was jealous of your man better hold these…
genuine scripted lines, gifted all the time
ill-strative mind or who’s sick at spitting, wait in line!
we could get it live, and homie you could chose your place to die
i hope you brought the pie
so we could throw it in your face and laugh!
don’t cry, because you f-cked up, now you met your match
like a little left of past, and quick to kick you in your -ss
nevermind who you ask, moving forward looking back
we the movement, you’s a slack, you just stupid, i am tactical
written flows miraculous, picking up the pen
and with this pace i’m bound to blast right through!

vrs 2
now reputedly a ghost, who’s not particularly emotional
socially frozen, atrocious, outspoken, unbroken
i’m hoping you don’t win
a grump when i go in, and don’t know if you know man
but i’m fixing to show them
d-mn who wrote the program
let me flow against a slow jam
and open up the floor dance
got the rhyme essential cognac
catch me flying like a nomad
or riding high up in a throwback
copping licks like i’m the snowman
this the royalty of showman
i got the rawest in my notepad
been a problem since he wrote that
when around him get your throat slashed
moving mountains through the low cl-ss
probably prowling while i smoke gr-ss
howling out like i’m a goat ram
every line i spit is cold damp
oh, he bout to drop it on em
watch your wallet, rocket launcher
get it popping, not an option
knock it off, you’re not important
been a mockery ever since a problem child was rocking on ’em
you was probably sucking c-ck and f-cking off without a condom!

vrs 3
she make your top spin
now tuck your johnson, from pure exhaustion
this so obnoxious, no ant-toxin
for your subconscious, homie be caution
them toxic ones who look the finest are not real honest
better watch out for them vultures who lurk around you
let me remind you, them b-tches lie truths
you need to mind yours
and turn a blind eye, before you’re sidelined
she wanna ride d-ck then spend your paycheck
ain’t it amazing
i’m going crazy, the end!

- aj jordan the crescendo lyrics

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