Lyrics Jesse's Round Up - Jesse James
It′s
Jesse's
round
up
Now
you
got
him
wound
up
Fiz
turn
the
sound
up
Fuck
you
if
you
clowned
us
Something
like
global
warming
How
I
been
a
threat
Recording
my
raps
was
My
best
decision
yet
Whole
package
I
ain′t
looking
for
a
stimulus
Hop
inside
the
booth
And
begin
a
vision
quest
Been
oppressed
Burn
more
trees
than
Australian
forrest
fires
On
sight
we
strike
like
Nordic
Vikings
I'll
with
no
coronavirus
The
more
they
push
the
More
we
riot
Won't
get
anywhere
tryna
Ignore
the
violence
Can′t
believe
what′s
happening
Before
my
eyelids
Acting
out
of
character
You
need
to
start
playing
Your
role
Didn't
anticipate
him
being
the
Ace
in
the
hole
People
to
see
Money
to
make
Places
to
go
Roll
one
then
let′s
hit
the
road
I'm
getting
better
and
better
And
better
and
better
Competitors
can
get
it
whenever
Like
seven
eleven
′Cept
I'll
use
my
pen
Instead
of
a
weapon
By
the
end
they
gonna
Remember
me
brejen
Stone
cold
killer
Couple
dead
rappers
In
my
cold
cellar
Not
their
fault
they
didn′t
Know
better
oh
well
uh
Name
me
somebody
Who
flow
better
Or
a
soul
realer
ain't
no
fella
Styles
in
abundance
Like
a
wholesaler
Flowers
to
the
head
no
coachela
Take
a
bitch
out
back
Like
old
yellar
Got
hits
like
the
93
jays
All
these
artists
from
my
city
swear
they
Tryna
be
Drake
Tryna
be
Wayne
Tryna
be
Jay
So
unoriginal
it
drives
me
insane
Don't
cross
lines
boy
Stay
in
your
lane
Slow
and
steady
wins
the
race
Going
at
my
own
pace
Steal
your
plate
no
home
base
Arms
race
over
race
shit
is
waste
Love
thy
brother
Fuck
the
motherfuckers
That
continue
hate
Step
to
me
I
put
you
in
your
place
Like
a
shopkeep
Ain′t
Francis
but
I
got
heat
Instrumentals
get
set
ablaze
Oh
the
ball
really
rolling
now
No
signs
of
of
slowing
down
Bitches
ready
to
throw
it
down
In
Owen
Sound
Tell
them
go
to
hell
Got
myself
a
real
one
To
hold
me
down
Still
wound
up
Built
this
from
the
ground
up
Can′t
let
you
around
us
That
was
Jesse's
round
up
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