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roughneck champion - jamalski lyrics

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[intro]
yeah i didn’t say 7th or 11th ave
but that would’ve been off the heezy, off the knack
aight ‘chu on man
aight

wanna hear this?
this is the original jamalski, alongside 427 and the wiseman
as we enter now listen

[verse 1: jamalski & wiseman]
a rude boy is a rude boy wherever he maybe [?] mentality
we ride [?] reality
yes the wiseman might as well run the country
don’t enter the sesh unless you got weapons when [?] steppin’
sittin’ among playas, never find me in coach sections
furious f*ggot slaya when rhymin’
i’m known to tote weapons across my line
to get an early ticket to approach heaven
you destined to be permanently restin’ without protection
you’ll even bump is [?] bad radio reception, straight savage
don’t compare to the average, don’t second guess me
before you be the next ingredient inside my recipe

[verse 2: eclipse 427]
standin’ high, up on the shoulders of greatness, i see the hatred
mistakes made, mind, talent, and time wasted
ace grade, ’cause it’s coming from great stock
but it’s meaning to [?] fake c*cks
and since its a straight shot from the top to the bottom
when i spot ’em never let ’em know that i got ’em
but i plot ’em on the map so i know just who to tap
when the time comes, up until now it’s just dry rum
[hook: jamalski]
they can’t [?], and they can’t chart
and they can’t play lyrics like we, we a roughneck champions
wanna come test me for some lyrical [?]
they can’t rip, and they can’t spit
and they can’t bring this [?] like we [?]
wiseman be the champion, 427 and jamalski [?]
the one, two, or three

[verse 3: wiseman]
said who wanna test me, the great one like wane gredski
thoughts that’ll develop, let your brain breastfeed
wiseman, you know we lyrically, what the west needs
all the talk and spit, man it don’t impress me
don’t let me get started, i’m regarded as an artist, regardless
even if you think that your the hardest
whats to stop me from turnin’ your body into a carcass
only a few shine the rest are left in darkness

[verse 4: eclipse 427]
they got me heated
i’m constantly forced to do sh*t without no reason
my souls freezin’, and too many signs in life are tellin’ me that
i should start cheatin’, my minds speakin’
but not body seems to care so i’m bitin’ flares open
that help will be right there to get me back up on my feet
make some cash and then we’ll see
if i can walk the streets in peace and avoid the tragedies
but your feelin’ reckless, end a life to take a necklace
test this, my word is bond i’ll leave you breathless
[hook: jamalski]
for the real rude boy
they can’t [?], and they can’t chart
and they can’t play lyrics like we, we a roughneck champions
wanna come test me for some lyrical [?]
they can’t rip, and they can’t spit
and they can’t bring this [?] like we [?]
wiseman be the champion, 427 and jamalski [?]

[verse 5: jamalski]
we ready for dem, but dem not ready for we [?]
we ready for dem, but dem not ready for we [?]
lyrical imitat*ah and lyrical perpetrat*ah
my name is a mr. jamalski [?]….

[hook: jamalski]
they can’t [?], and they can’t chart
and they can’t play lyrics like we, we a roughneck champions
wanna come test me for some lyrical [?]
they can’t rip, and they can’t spit
and they can’t bring this [?] like we [?]
wiseman be the champion, 427 and jamalski [?]
the one, two…

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