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introduction - j war lyrics

(verse 1):
if i was ever convicted of a crime it would be 30 years in jail for k!lling these wack rappers i’m takin these dudes to our backpacks, and all of your pencils, i leave you on the edge of your seat feeling like you need stencils.my wordplay is spectacular my rhymes are vascular, it’s like i have the mind of cole and my delivery is lightly slithery, i’m too eccentric that i got people compairing me to kendrick. finnessin is my game and i don’t do nuffin but sit on top of rap mountain wit a mouth full of m-ffins, i’m on top of the rap game and watch as these other rappers stand there and pick rejected pieces of their raps like they slaves pickin up grain

(verse 2):
me and my cuzzo will leave you with an abundance of dead rappers that we k!lled hide your wife and hide your children, we strip these rappers of they main core fans and now they starving like marvin`s children. we don’t care about nothing about your feelings, we only here to spread truth into this world, we k!lled these rappers, we finnessed all on these ground leaving our mama’s proud living life the way it’s supposed to be only 2 rappers proclaiming that jesus is our god got the world call-in calling us criminals sit back as nd watch the show cause we leave em watching cartoons and eatin cereal

(verse 3):
off the top of the dome i’m boutta bring this rap home and make these wack rappers tear all their raps up and put em in the trash,i mixed the flows of eminem & kendrick and bam! the perfect rap was created, my wordplay is spectacular, my juxtapositions are too vanacular, i spit fire like big sean and stay gettin girls like kreyshawn, she always have me on cloud 9, i m runnin round wit day big boys my flow is too cold like i have da mind of j.cole, and my bars are too eccentric i got people comparin me to kendrick, and the funny thing is i’m not trynna be a rapper, i was never into rappin but after i started trappin and after i started tapping the beat came over me and stuck to me like mac and cheese, now i got kids asking they mamma “can i be a rapper please”

- j war lyrics

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