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flow | mind - jay (oz) lyrics

[intro: & jay]

uh, one time, what up
yeah yeah, two time, what up
yeah yeah, three time, what up
we must pay homage to him
yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
dipped my pen in angel dust, the flavour is love
never befriend someone who came into the game with a grudge
they aim for your mug, because they ain’t the above
take a puff of jay deluxe, stuff erasing your lungs but raising my funds
caped crusader with a razor called a tongue
hop in your spot to make ‘em jump mate it’s just for fun
son actual gun, i give ‘em eight with the hommy
type to leave with a dolly and her with quaking body
in school i’m sh*thead, in rap i’m they’re calling godly
i call the posse to torch your folly, i floor the oppi’s
k!lling my ego was the only time i caught a body
i’m unorthodoxy now, opposite of grotty sound
get up off me now, been the one with a potty mouth
talk that sh*t, i got em p*ssed off what i’m jotting down
open eyes but you won’t believe what goes on behind
go for mine, non*ageing goat in his prime

[hook]
i’m potent with rhymes, symbiosis with the flow and my mind
tao poet bro you know it’s that time
and know i put the o in the dope, get blown out your spine
no backbone, n0body notice? fine, know that this fine
i’m potent with rhymes, symbiosis with the flow and my mind
tao poet bro you know it’s that time
and know i put the o in the dope, get blown out your spine
no backbone, n0body notice? fine, know that this fine, f*cker
[verse 2]
gimme three days, jot plagues, not exodus
leave your face in total darkness asking where the exit is
i push against your precipice; effortless
see these wh0res fly, thinking that they’re pegasus
never peg her sis, not even for benefit
3 projects, one year, thinking “jay let em live”
go up in smoke you’d think i stayed with the cess and piff
incessant sh*t, “jay i think you’re dope” you’d better b*tch
i guess there’s more than some confused
drop full projects of fire to barely a hundred views
two fingers all i need to grab the sun and moon
nothing new, conducting the truth, f*ck is up with you?
i cut the noose so now i’m up in this room
cutting a hundred different dudes on these beats and then i chuck the deuce
young buster moon orchestrating f*ckin tunes
spat drug abuse since i learnt the numbers one and two

- jay oz lyrics

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