ALL CAPS NO SPACES - JPEGMAFIA.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : JPEGMAFIA
[00:01.000] 作曲 : JPEGMAFIA
[00:02.000]Intro:
[00:18.500]Yo Aight
[00:19.500]Verse 1:
[00:20.000]Money talks, n***as walk
[00:22.389]Young Reagan, I'll be damned if I take a loss
[00:24.611]I cut it up, I ship it off
[00:26.856]Young vet, I triple debt, I'm never wrong
[00:29.364]B***h n***a, I'm the bad man, the bad man
[00:31.633]Made a mil' from the acting, the acting
[00:34.099]Where the stats? I put crack on spreadsheets
[00:36.456]I wish a b***h n***a would try to get me
[00:40.840]I said I'm JPEGMAFIA, all caps no spaces
[00:43.531]You coons be catching feelings, my n***as catch cases
[00:45.648]I open hand slap a closed-minded n***a face in
[00:48.392]Wish a n***a would like a tree at the base end
[00:50.760]I root for the home team, ran for the bases
[00:53.114]N***as wanna be white, go and get a face-lift
[00:55.516]You don't dapwell, we can't chill, yo, Das Racist
[00:59.028]Rapping is my hobby
[01:00.448]I am not an artist, I'm a ghost in a black body
[01:03.000]Roll deep, white Caddy with a black shotty
[01:05.297]Looking for that b***h n***a Hopsin in the lobby, like, damn
[01:08.556]Shout out to the 'burbs
[01:09.806]And all my n***as spitting fast to hide they s**tty words, yo
[01:12.758]One thing on my mind I can't figure
[01:14.771]Is why every rapper Shady influence is a b***h n***a
[01:17.984]F**ker
[01:20.000]Interlude:
[01:20.150]Yeah
[01:22.607]Any of you b***h a*s trust fund kids come f**king near me
[01:24.874]Y'all n***as dead
[01:26.034]F**k outta here
[01:26.600]Chorus:
[01:27.011]Trust fund kids don't come outside
[01:29.027]You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
[01:32.727]F**k n***a
[01:34.400]Bridge:
[01:34.901]Oh s**t, b***h it's lit! Got a four-fifth
[01:39.985]Aim it at your head
[01:42.032]Make an emo n***a slit his f**king wrists
[01:45.462]I'm the man, and I got Stans
[01:49.414]F**k Eminem, I put that on the Qu'ran
[01:54.564]P***y n***a ran, p***y n***a ran
[01:58.968]I'ma get your momma hit, make you understand
[02:03.846]Post it on the gram, I'm the new Cam
[02:08.630]Crackers want beef? I don't even like Spam
[02:13.779]Damn
[02:14.800]Chorus:
[02:15.628]Trust fund kids don't come outside
[02:17.051]You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
[02:20.651]F**ker
[02:23.712]Stay inside, n***a
[02:24.504]Trust fund kids don't come outside
[02:26.612]You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
[02:30.945]Lil' n***a
[02:32.500]Verse 2:
[02:32.970]Heard you like Pantera
[02:35.117]B***h, not me!
[02:37.471]Heard you like Burzum
[02:39.755]B***h, not me!
[02:42.120]Heard you bumpin' Rolling Stones
[02:44.526]P***y n***a, please!
[02:46.952]You play that s**t around me
[02:48.717]I'ma put your a*s to sleep
[02:51.767]You f**king fascist creep
[02:54.184]I'm neo-Nazi chic
[02:56.497]Got guns under arms and I'm aiming at elites
[03:01.304]I heard you f**king metalheads looking for some beats
[03:06.151]I wish Varg would come to B'more, we gon' see
[03:11.069]F**ker
[03:13.000]Interlude:
[03:15.065]F**k outta here man
[03:17.662]You talk s**t
[03:18.643]You gon' get your f**king cranium cracked open, you p***y
[03:21.184]F**k outta here
[03:21.600]Chorus:
[03:22.014]Trust fund kids don't come outside
[03:24.221]You might get your s**t pushed back tonight (f**k n***a)
[03:31.900]Outro:
[03:32.728]I ain't never heard something... so...
[03:37.052]Yo...
[03:38.544]What the f**k was that s**t you just played for me, yo?
[03:41.891]Nah, for real, what the f**k was that s**t? Nah
[03:44.789]I ain't wanna hear that s**t again I gotta, yo, what?
[03:48.077]That s**t was so hard
[03:51.953]Yo...
[03:53.779]I don't even know where I'm at right now...
[03:57.640]I'm on Planet Mafia and s**t
[03:59.693]S**t ridiculous in these headphones
[04:03.401]Ri-diculous in these headphones
文本歌词
作词 : JPEGMAFIA
作曲 : JPEGMAFIA
Intro:
Yo Aight
Verse 1:
Money talks, n***as walk
Young Reagan, I'll be damned if I take a loss
I cut it up, I ship it off
Young vet, I triple debt, I'm never wrong
B***h n***a, I'm the bad man, the bad man
Made a mil' from the acting, the acting
Where the stats? I put crack on spreadsheets
I wish a b***h n***a would try to get me
I said I'm JPEGMAFIA, all caps no spaces
You coons be catching feelings, my n***as catch cases
I open hand slap a closed-minded n***a face in
Wish a n***a would like a tree at the base end
I root for the home team, ran for the bases
N***as wanna be white, go and get a face-lift
You don't dapwell, we can't chill, yo, Das Racist
Rapping is my hobby
I am not an artist, I'm a ghost in a black body
Roll deep, white Caddy with a black shotty
Looking for that b***h n***a Hopsin in the lobby, like, damn
Shout out to the 'burbs
And all my n***as spitting fast to hide they s**tty words, yo
One thing on my mind I can't figure
Is why every rapper Shady influence is a b***h n***a
F**ker
Interlude:
Yeah
Any of you b***h a*s trust fund kids come f**king near me
Y'all n***as dead
F**k outta here
Chorus:
Trust fund kids don't come outside
You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
F**k n***a
Bridge:
Oh s**t, b***h it's lit! Got a four-fifth
Aim it at your head
Make an emo n***a slit his f**king wrists
I'm the man, and I got Stans
F**k Eminem, I put that on the Qu'ran
P***y n***a ran, p***y n***a ran
I'ma get your momma hit, make you understand
Post it on the gram, I'm the new Cam
Crackers want beef? I don't even like Spam
Damn
Chorus:
Trust fund kids don't come outside
You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
F**ker
Stay inside, n***a
Trust fund kids don't come outside
You might get your s**t pushed back tonight
Lil' n***a
Verse 2:
Heard you like Pantera
B***h, not me!
Heard you like Burzum
B***h, not me!
Heard you bumpin' Rolling Stones
P***y n***a, please!
You play that s**t around me
I'ma put your a*s to sleep
You f**king fascist creep
I'm neo-Nazi chic
Got guns under arms and I'm aiming at elites
I heard you f**king metalheads looking for some beats
I wish Varg would come to B'more, we gon' see
F**ker
Interlude:
F**k outta here man
You talk s**t
You gon' get your f**king cranium cracked open, you p***y
F**k outta here
Chorus:
Trust fund kids don't come outside
You might get your s**t pushed back tonight (f**k n***a)
Outro:
I ain't never heard something... so...
Yo...
What the f**k was that s**t you just played for me, yo?
Nah, for real, what the f**k was that s**t? Nah
I ain't wanna hear that s**t again I gotta, yo, what?
That s**t was so hard
Yo...
I don't even know where I'm at right now...
I'm on Planet Mafia and s**t
S**t ridiculous in these headphones
Ri-diculous in these headphones