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y2k20 - curbside jones lyrics

[verse 1: curbside jones]
hyaku man en on the calling card (calling card)
when i’m calling god (calling god)
ball like bakugan, you been falling hard
yo, why you stalling god? (why you stalling god?)
y2k to the matrix, transcend with the oculus
sn*tch your wife’s toupee, shape shift and blend with the audience (with the audience)
save the small talk, we parallel like how the car parked (car parked)
behave with the small bark, compare the scales when the bars spark (bars spark)
what you think i rap for? to sit and not use a passport?
we can blink and fast*forward can’t abuse what you asked for (nah)
next time i’m in kyoto i’ll pour one out for the homies, ayo (ayo)
this right here for thе homies (yeah)
cats wanna break brеad, might break legs trying to foot the bill
if looks could k!ll i’d take heads, shake feds, stay afoot and chill (stay afoot and chill)
keep it solid state trust you ain’t brolic, mate (you ain’t brolic, mate)
put ’em in a box like solid snake to consolidate (to consolidate)
while they sit, plan and fester, i channel the ancestors
never get a hand that’s lesser can’t cancel the grand gestures, uh

[chorus: curbside jones]
ayo! when you hear this in your whip turn it up
turn it up, turn it up, yeah yeah turn it up
ayo! when you hear this in your whip turn it up
turn it up, turn it up, yeah yeah turn it up
ayo! when you hear this in your whip turn it up
turn it up, turn it up, yeah yeah turn it up
ayo! when you hear this in your whip turn it up
turn it up, turn it up, yeah yeah turn it up
[verse 2: garrott odom]
turn this sh*t up fool
you should remember who you listening to (huh?)
throw them into abyss if they behave the way b*tch n*ggas do
my crew is indivisible (what?)
just like the broken nation that resides beneath where jesus rules
see/sea you ain’t never seen the truth (you ain’t never)
living through abuse wasn’t easy but y’all needed me
colder flavor than tcb(y), majors never meant sh*t to me (dang)
a lot y’all way too worried about what’s hot
but not worried about what we’re not doing
with the talents we’ve got (got)
opportunities missed in a sunken abyss
sinking to darker depths in the midst of the bullsh*t
speaking our untimely demises all through our lyrics
crying for helping but it’s cool as long as it makes some millions
so what you dealing? (what you dealing?)
pain, fame, or personal gain? (gain)
it’s all the same when it comes to way the brain
interacts with it, so watch what you putting out
’cause the same thing could be rotting what’s in you, uh

- curbside jones lyrics

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