paroles de chanson If You Aint - Jesse B Dawg

The movement is clear N that's super sincere
I been super abusin' these beats and loopers for years
Bout time a dawg get a bone N step into the zone
I crept alone and created a cataclysmic flow
The picture I approach is vivid
Inhibitin' visuals
I spat sadistic so the ritual
Continues growth
I'm seein' shit again visions of my life ova'
This shit is hyped like a nutty blacklight posta'
I smash white yola pearly on the mirror piece
Then gab like a white Yoda nonstop till your ears bleed
They fear me and movement so they shut me down
I don't need no local shows dawg look at me now
Fuck that poppy rap im rocken' hockey masks
N poppen' gats at copy cats
That puppy guard the goal with sloppy tracks
My words are precious when messed with you grant your death wish
I'm blessed with a message
There ain't no stressen' i'll protect it

Back to usin' hallucinogens and proven that a living room
And a few humans can create a movement
Imma gifted muthafucka with a psychos mind
I roll shifty muthafuckas that don't like yo kind
I seen the eye in the pyramid it was callen' me
Fuck em all honestly
Everybody bothers me
Iller mind wit a killer rhyme during dinner time
I got the mind of Michael Jordan in 89'
Still grinden' n ridin' on top of lightnin'
I'm the flight plan that got you higher than them other kites man
I'm nice man
Solo cup crushed ice, man
Didn't mama tell u to watch out for the white man
Villain that marks a lot
Person who scribbled
In a million pavilions
And is Killin all of the parken' lots
I'm far from lost but even further from found
I'll make the world jump around to the sound of the underground

Half oz was prime but now I'm sporten' Jordans' 45
I'm sorta like the sword and mic that fucken fortifies
I'm back recordin' live the champ'll make ya more than high
I'm bonafide, your mortified
Now fucken close your eyes
Fuck the mainstream and all the pussy rappers in it
My mamma taught me not to move until my plates finished
Yall bring a lame scrimmage, no skill involved at all
I dominate the game N slam dunk the fucken ball
If I could alter time Id grow up to be Walter White
Id alter ice and multiply my dollar signs a thousand times
Id hold your head for ransom in a black box
N go live on facebook cookin' crack rocks
Instead, my time spent craften' the divine shit
Masteren' my raps N playen' back the live n hype clips
Yeah, and if you ever said I couldn't do it
I hope you're sitting their all salty feeling hella stupid