[Mr. J]

I'm a champ at his best, smacking the vets
crashing the party when I start flashing this tech
yea you deep, but you sucka's can't splash in this depth
dippin' like I'm rammican fresh, handling flesh...
wrappin' it round this mannequins head, habit at best
when blood splatter all over your grandmas rug after
getting you pissed about it, I told you that it was just laughter
for fun, so who you gonna come after
owin' heart to me from what rafter?
like high hopes will get you past me, on a sidenote
I like ho's like you that are determined to use my flow
I know....it's all perspective and chance
Keep the dead body with me as I carress it and dance
you could see the fall before any legends advance
so everything off the top comes with my message attached
another lesson for class because where my profession is at
will lead them to break it down for me, like a confession at hand
I give...blessings to the damned, burdens for the weak
passing judgment to the fire, I'm a german with the sheets
Prometheus status, Phoenix or Atlas...determine the feat...
I'll hold this bitch up when I'm heated...only to leave a smile on her...








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