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on the job (main mix) - gab gotcha lyrics

[intro: juju, gab gotcha]
uh, chief general gaza, welcome to the desert son
a.k.a. gab gotcha, save your time to the collaboration
chief general gaza will be your tour guide
aggravated clique (crew, know what i mean?)
you’ll be the tourists

[chorus: juju]
a*yo, we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour
we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour

[verse 1: gab gotcha]
i’m known for hangin’ w’s when fools are crushed
the only l’s i’m known to take are choke and chocolate dutch
clutch mics like flames, ignite the foes i face
flame rock them braincells, more b*lls than broadway
my [?] infiniti with twenty*three time [?]
release date, when somebody say this kid got burnt
debate that like a democrat, i house like republicans
my head’s a state politic, the state government
you f*ckin’ with the center of attraction, my faction
flow so dub, gab gotcha’s closed caption
i’m lacin’ off pros and i ain’t even made expansion
you winchin’ for yards that you collect up in the thousands
you wildin’, callin’ out this uncivilized diction
leavin’ mics with more stitchin’ than an amputation victim
we’re ditchin’ deep, no need to go shovel
for dirt in my past to make my records sell double
[chorus: juju]
a*yo, we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour
we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour

[verse 2: gab gotcha]
my lyrics can be so brolic, you couldn’t lift this up with hydraulics
freestyle anabolic, visual verbaholic (off the hook)
can’t call it, your line disconnected, put it this way:
the sh*t i’m on ain’t even been digested, uncontested
your virgin mics get molested like excedrin
nine out of ten heads recommend me on the strengthenin’
[?]
i express to pull your metro card like turnstiles
burn files in the pyro scene, my bloodstream full of kerosene
nicotine fiend, i smoke a n*gga clean down the filter
during the winter, who swelter?
these welterweights tryna swell the world that they heavy [?]
devastate, blow for blow, my name hold more weight
than any factory owned by pablo
just know, i warned you about this n*gga named gab one
i start sweatin’, the worst has officially begun
[chorus: juju]
a*yo, we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour
we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour

[verse 3: gab gotcha]
my main element to my ritual be malevolence
you envious crabs just keep sleepin’ on my element
corona queen’s residential diction
specialize in demolition, you couldn’t see me in the premonition
laced off alaskan, i smash on reaction
leavin’ mushroom clouds in cipher rounds for satisfaction
the action and all the women in caress
my flows like holy waters, sprinkle mics, i leave it blessed
undressed your alter ego, leave you naked when you face
the 3cf federation, world thoughts for the takin’
best thing, the radio since frequency modulation
my destiny, mega legacy for generations
the dome blowers, torch names like flamethrowers
collect like p*wn brokers and green like lawnmowers
with a future bride as the aurora borealis
ignite the northern lights while e&j fill my chalice
attitude callous to you foul individuals
gab gotcha, i bring the malice to the ritual
f*ck with my squad, feel the razor while it enter you
i’m that vampire, that’s the end of the interview
[chorus: juju]
a*yo, we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour
we on the job, every hour, on the hour
believe it, like a boy prince hungry for power
devour, the opposite force with gun shower
the best part? watchin’ me ride, you go sour

[outro: juju]
uh, you go sour
aggravated crew, say who? (you go sour)
scientifik, chief general gaza, gab gotcha (we on the job)
we got the lebanon
big mike, hydra, you know what i mean? (aight)
gerry famolar (word up)
it’s all good
v.i.c., world war iii

- gab gotcha lyrics

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