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ask somebody - j reno lyrics

[verse 1: j reno]
the homie fumes hit me with a bundle quick
chopped it up, put it on the board so you could bump this sh*t
who you f*ckin’ with? i bet your mother cl*t
she suck a hundred d*cks just to get a motherf*ckin’ head
i know what it’s like to be in a struggle
so don’t ever speak to me of being humble
from beneath the rubble i had to climb out and did this sh*t on my own
now i’m all the way in my f*ckin’ bag like a john doe
they say they wanted more? i’ma deliver that
and when the record finished i bet that they finna spin it back
thеy wanted replay value so i’ma givе ’em that
a lopsided battle with me, this ain’t no tit*for*tat
skip the rap, i put a blade through where your innards at
should have gave me three steps like a lynyrd skynyrd track
in this b*tch hungry like where my f*cking dinner at?
i sn*tch your plate from you like b*tch you gon’ finish that
you know this sh*t is cracked where your favorite spitters at?
i’m digging me a grave and need a body that can fit in that
listen jack, i can really spill ’em in a minute flat
i’m just trying to give the listeners something to grimace at
you ain’t gotta like it when i’m spittin’ that
but if you disrespect or start dissin’ then you gettin’ slapped
i ain’t the one to pull punches, i’m just kickin’ fast
i want the smoke, tell me where the spliff is at
[verse 2: j reno]
i’m on a one way ticket to h*ll, i’m on a runway
first class, clearing out the spot like some gunplay
everybody duckin’ when i let it go
they callin’ me the devil’s own, left ’em with a severed dome
your rap dough can be your biggest flex
but i drop bars that register more pain on the sting index
you got some nerve homie, i spit the neurotox
put you in a box, then drop it with dirt that soft
then shovel the dirt back on and mark the spot with a cross
then i continue on with life, a vicious process
i get drunk and indulge in ridiculous nonsense
hijack a f*ckin’ zamboni like i’m steve austin
i need a couple hundred minimum for givin’ chicks d
the sh*t’s mean and hateful, still glistening
i don’t bother getting into politics and holidays
i just like to rap and catch a buzz like i’m swallowing
a handful of klonopin, they wondering what’s wrong with him
i’m purposefully staying underground, like osama bin
they know that i’m the king of the wicked sh*t up north
challenge that, bludgeon you to death with blunt force
grimy sh*t, hardcore dirty violent mob sh*t
you don’t want to test the f*cking lunatics that i am with
baptized in violence, swing the force of an iron fist
watch that god eat boom bap, you know the time this sh*t is

- j reno lyrics

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