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bl@ckbox s4 ep 27 - j hus lyrics

intro:
look, yo, look

verse 1:
they skipped your freestyle, and heard mine instead
all your tunes get skipped, first slice of bread
why you lying to these youts, they are not fire
i’ll heat it up and you’ll get hit up in the crossfire
every other day, jakes in my drum
gotta leave this life for the sake of my mum
marj keeps crying, now i gotta wipe tears
i’ve mashed work in my 110 nike airs
they wanna see me grab a beater
i just wanna settle down with my mamasita
they say they’re gonna come for me
when i buck man, they be like “what do you want from me?”
and i be with my brown skin baby
gave her the woody den i made her go crazy
made her go mental, she never picks up when her friends call
i give it to her rough but i started off gentle
girl found out now she say she ain’t coming back
you can’t keep my jumper, you gotta run it back
my new ting got a body, m case
if the b*tch line me up that’s an m case
interlude 1:
yo, listen, look
uh, look, yo

verse 2:
she calling me handsome, please stop pretending
j hus b*tters fam, i never been a pengting
we used to be dargs, f*ck that, i refuse to know
man i poke him up like a voodoo doll
cuz i rap for the girls that wanna watch face
i ain’t playin’ no games if i touch ways
j hus slash juju j, nutcase
buss gun, buss juj, buss case
i’m on a d*mn mission
i know man with no goals or no ambition
the only thing he thinks about is f*cking murder
send your hat to the sky like bobby shmurda
uh, couple donny’s gotta suffer later
ima take my time, it ain’t nothing major
phone my guy like “yo fam, i need another favour”
you see a white boy barking, potter payper
they think i don’t have no heat cuz i made a couple tunes that sound afro*beat
f*ck that, i’ll rise the machine
bang on a nerd and ride life for my…
hope this rapping goes well
if it don’t, oh well
i’ll be back in jail riding basic in a cold cell
i ain’t got plenty friends, they say less is more
300 bells g, i’m ready for war
and of course not willing
to stay broke cuz i had a poor upbringing
hus be a hustler, no time for chilling
phone my connect, i’m about to make a k!lling
how can man owe me dough, and try not pay me back?
they wanna turn j hus to a maniac, uh
j hus turn to juju j
leave the scene so uhh, look away
interlude 2:
listen
uh
uh, look, yo
look

verse 3:
we used to be dargs, now i got beef wid ‘im
i’m from a place where loyalty don’t mean a thing
your best friend will go and stab you in your backbone
some more time, j hus, i’m on my jack jone
i was on my grind, baby grind, no rest at all
pedal bike, big shank by my t*st*cl*s
to the trap every minute, i ain’t rest at all
college dropout, plus i never done my best in school
this a one way journey to h*ll
any friends of a paigon is worthy of sh*lls
that p*ssy boy is breathing, trust me it’s luck
i’ve never been handsome, i’m as ugly as f*ck
paigons had me ducking last time i left my pole at home
now 24s i’m with my tool, i never role alone
she gave me brain, i couldn’t care about the couchie
shank to her dome if the b*tch is moving booky
my n*gga says i’m nuts, my paigons call me p*ssy
these girls know i’m ugly, they’re still giving up the p*ssy
she give me mad brain ’till i buss on her brazilian
ima do me, n*gga f*ck you
i’m just trynna put bread in my brothers palm
and n*ggas wanna see me dead in my mothers arms
ghost me, the juju man said it won’t happen
i’m kicking back, polled up in the volkswagen
all the p’s that i lost, its like i grind for nuttin’
they say i’m next to blow, i’m feeling like my time is coming
cah i never had the brightest start
big shank by my private part
i buggie with the devil so hard that my shank sliced my p*n*s
never took advice from no teachers
and if the paigons finish me, tell my n*ggas don’t get angry cah
mummy’s gonna phone the juju man up in gambia
i don’t know no pastors, no priests or no reverends
i stay paro, i got beef with some old bredrins
2g’s, i was purchasing the glock
but i still got my shank, ain’t no burners on the block
revenge tastes sweeter than sugar
if i ride on a thursday, friday i’m in jummah
outro:
ahh, listen
rasclart j hus, stratford baby listen
uh, f*cking h*ll blackbox init
listen go check out my soundcloud j hus

- j hus lyrics

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