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listen close - jake palumbo lyrics

verse 1 * jake palumbo

low tolerance for f*ck sh*t
the undergrounds full of diet racism trump sh*t
go & see the peoples on the first
i always think the worst of people, cause people are the worst
i’m too $hort before his t**th fixed
the meek shall inherit the terror of barren lives
desensitized to the tyrants, i am a nihilist
i’m james brown taking up dust at 55
i’m a boss drive a honda, i know bums drive benzes
i used to pop benzos & wonder who my friends is
t**tering’s the еvil part of g*nius
you can test your assumptions at your earliеst convenience
cool ranch…branch dividian
rep the sp*celab all around the d*mn meridian
i’m just a nerd with legal firearms
chivas regal & some unruly dialog

scratch hook * dj evil dee

understand what i’m saying
i think you should listen
understand what i’m saying
listen close you hear what i’m about
(repeat x1)
verse 2 * nutso

no alcohol in my system, no coke in my nostrils
but i still carry weapons on me, put you in the hospital
nuttin ain’t changed * get it?
nut ain’t changed
same old nutso from the block with that thang
streets will f*ck your soul up
eat up your insides
physically & mentally you can’t go rewind
y’all bum*ass n*ggas on the last car * e line
d’s couldn’t find my stash in my fila’s
nickname eli, prophet from the bible
mama was a feline, came from the struggle
i walk around with spikes on my back, ain’t trying to hug you
chip on my shoulder, clips on my holster
push*ups & dips, a little marijuana
rejuvenated myself from them queens corners
pass the steering wheel off, now you be the chauffeur…
yo jake * tell these motherf*ckers, man…..

(repeat scratch chorus):

verse 3 * rim

moving forward, time is money & if you can’t afford it
you work for it, or be left dormant
i play the doorman * but no one held it open for me
but holding a grudge? ain’t wasting my energy
weed & hennessy privilege
focused on nothing but dividends
extra points on the gram, playing the middle men
don’t care about fitting in
cuz they say the grass is never greener on the other side of that picket fence
i got a nasty flow, classy dough
stay off a weed high, but keep a ratchet low
abstract
a blunt in your face * where i ash at
working on my present, the future i’m looking past that
vegan ish, watch my intake, i eat to live
artificial eating, helping the big pharma win
big brooklyn * a melting pot
but got it cooking, with these real lines i keep it hooking

- jake palumbo lyrics

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