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backstabbers - jet trawick lyrics

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[verse 1]
feel like i’m kevin eleven from ben 10
‘cept i’m on sedatives, and there’s a break in
happening in the background in the day inn
ravaging through my belongings and saying
that he can just do whatever he wants
i been so stuck for a couple of months
lately, i’ve been feeling like the prey
and y’all are just beginning to continue the hunt
i’m miles morales, y’all haters ain’t kraven
friendly neighborhood, you ain’t formidable
i’m ’bout to be set with the paper i’m saving
i got you upset cause i’m winning the race and
you bet i’ll protect my investment elated
unacceptable, progression minimal
you better work, i got the crown you been chasing
now back to winning, i’ll be down in the bas-m-nt
how dare you come at me like you’re amazing?
talk to me crazy like that one more time and
i promise you’re getting your stupid ribs caved in
scramble your body like it’s an invasion
won’t be surprised if you never awaken
you prolly should have studied up on evasion
you’re not on my level, you must be mistaken
boy, you don’t want trouble so fix your equation

[interlude]
whoa, you cannot do that!
wake up
this the wake-up call, this the warm-up… j. cole
let’s go
what they do!

[verse 2]
why are you always tryna fight, lil’ baby
tell me what you want i’ll do it twice, lil’ baby
i ain’t even tryna see you cry, lil’ baby
eye on the prize til i die, lil’ baby
better get your crazy self inside, do you see the time?
told you get yourself back home at nine, when you see the lights
if they red and blue, don’t run and hide, know all of your rights
never underestimate my rhymes, that’s a freaking crime
i’ve been better than your favorite rapper ‘err since let it shine
matter fact, i never pulled a trigger and i never lie
sadder fact, i knew it didn’t matter at a bigger size
mac eleven pointed at your chest, i said it, severed ties
bow! i been counted out about forever times
so divine, loud and rowdy, sour bout my acid lines
p-ssive, why? rapid tracks is fatal to your flaccid rhymes
asinine, style is prenatal, rap is redefined

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