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put it down - last jazz club lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m double xl
guns black like government [?]
a demon on microphone like i was coming from h*ll
narcissistic son of a b*tch in love with myself
there’s no way fo fix this sh*t you cause nothing would help
ain’t sh*t [?] could save me i’m troubled as well
i’ll be d*mned if i ain’t getting this win under my belt
like it’s [?] the earth [?]
was born a hustling man need something to sell
so i put my cd in your [?] system
tell your crew to pack it up and your dj to take his sh*t with him
we don’t do samples homie we flip with them
arrogant but every now and then emit wisdom
y’all wouldn’t have hot bars if your cell was on fire
c’mon we can tell that you’re a liar
that’s why you’ll end up spending all your time alone
so you might as well just put down the microphone
mother f*ckers

[verse 2]
tell me what is success
and what is it that could get us there
you couldn’t get buzzed if you sat in an electric chair
i wake up faded and proceed to have a breakfast beer
acapella’s apocalyptic because the end is near
don’t be holding out on your brew just because [?] is here
i’m probably showing up to the spot with hennessey or everclear
and if you really got the illy flow then let me hear
aphex we kicking the cypher, you wanna set it yeah
i always kept it fair, others were just poor sportsmen
my crew come through the danger like we the four hors*m*n
shapeshifting emcees who can’t believe when the [?]
holding their microphones like swords storming
[?]
acting like you’re important get grilled like george foreman
got me storming through your cell in the night
thinking you’re tight but i suggest you hang up the mic
cause it’s not for you

- last jazz club lyrics

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