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cheese - jason jordan lyrics

yeah, jason
let’s go get ’em

see i’m coming in hot
three hundred and seven degrees
when i step on the scene
better tell ’em it’s me
the bad guy
call me shredder with a veteran st**z
with money long
i’m that cracker with the spreadable cheese
you get it? then jeez
relax, take a seat, kick back
i’m top chef, the sh*t is simple as easy mac
the demon’s back
swing until my femur snaps
i got the energy levels of taking speed with crack
the beaten path was not for me, i went left (yeah)
stepped in the ring and duked sh*t to death
i came to impress, you came to get wrecked
when i flex, i’ma shake your brain with chin checks
and a broken nose and go blow for blow
toe to toe
i hope you that you know the ropes
i’ve been against that wall like the shoulder closed
but i rose up, evolved, and i chose my road
and it’s safe to say that they will never give me my props
so i’m dropping non*stop
got my lane on lock
i flow hard as rock
like i trained with brock
the hype is real, i’m about to go crazy watch
they can’t tame me or play me on radio
i’m too real in a game full of fakes and so
i go in, never let the devil take my soul
i’m swinging valyrian steel and break the mold
you better listen what jason be putting them in submission
i’m ripping with precision until they gon’ put me in prison
for k!lling everything that entered my vision
weapons i’m grippin, and every incision
i put all my enemies with ’em (rah!)
then you know i’m about to hop in the chevy (skrt, skrt)
and i’m pulling up with tommy vercetti
you gonna need a cheat code if you’re copying jason
’cause i’m wanted with 5 stars with a body already
ask xan how he felt from the wrath of jason
he broke down, took a key, and he scratched his whip
and then waved the white flag, said “i’ve had it, sh*t
i just sent a couple tweets, i ain’t ask for this!”
but it’s all in good fun, no beef lil’ homie
it was just a lesson that i teach, lil’ homie
of what not to say when you speak, lil’ homie
and uh, i gotta practice what i preach lil homie
which is if you come at me, i’ll go at you
times two

now they all know that’s true
i’ma rise through the ranks and fill up my piggy bank
in a house on a hill with the kodak view
when i’m getting where i’m going i can sit and chill
and stop k!lling everything in my peripheral (yeah)
gladiator on the mic is how i’m built for real
so put them cards on the table like we split the bill
the kid is ill
i’m still in my monster mode
so vamanos
be gone, yo it’s time to go
find me in the northeast like a lobster roll
throwing middle fingers up to the cop patrols
you see jason’s always wide awake
so you just better ride away
and find a hiding place where you can hide away

- jason jordan lyrics

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