paroles de chanson I Got It - Wax , Jarv

If you listenin' to this at a low volume
Just hit skip, skip this song
Otherwise turn it up
Yo

You lose, I'm the best
Your crew's a snooze fest
My style was hatched inside of a cuckoo's nest
I could choose to rest on my laurels
Sit back, sip yak, and smoke [?]
But I always seem to have something off my chest
And these words pop in my head, it is genetics I guess
And plus, rappers are pathetic at best, I must say
I'm surprised they put that shit on public display
It's as if they don't try, they just sorta slide by
With the sorta rhymes I would be mortified by
Ayy, ayy
Them bars that you cherish
Make me wanna ask you
"Aren't you embarrassed?"
To get familiar with the type of joy my vocals spark
Take off work today and go walk in your local park
I'm like the melody of a meadow lark, soothing
The catalyst of a mood swing, bitch

I got it
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Mothafucka, I got it
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh
Little homie, I got it
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Don't worry about it
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh

Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
My show sells so well I gotta play again
I do play to win
Judge me like you Ruth Bader Ginsburg
The exhilarating words that I write
Make your mental device release endorphins
It's like parental advice, I might offend orphans
Buried in your frickin' seratonin
Card carryin' barbarian compared to Conan, I
Listen to rap snootily like I'm wine tasting
Usually come to the conclusion that I'm time wasting
"Is it over yet?", lookin' at my watch
Am I not sober yet? I could go for another scotch
Wanna bet like Midler
You greener than The Riddler
If the roof's on fire then I'm hotter than the fiddler
You a fuckin' thumb twiddler
I take action
Insert photo of my face captioned

I got it
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Mothafucka, I got it
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh
Little homie, I got it
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Don't worry about it
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh

Alright yo, check it out right here
Ooh yes, I confess, I'm blessed
I gotta Pinesol sheen and a lemony zest
Hella finesse, breath Colgate, Crest aqua fresh
Like a Dead Kennedys patch on the back of a denim vest
I'm badass
Tell me who [?]
I'm hotter than droppin' Polliwogs on your mom's chest
We can Netflix and chill
And then we can have sex to my VHS box set of Faces of Death
Ayo bet
I'm maniacal when I be bustin'
My style's mad retarded 'cause I've had four concussions
Holdin' my nuts scoldin' a [?] is how I function
If you don't know my name
Let's end with an introduction
J is for juvenile
A is for asinine asshole
R is for ridiculous ass flows
V is for very, very, very, very dope
If you didn't know guts, now you know, mothafucka

I got it
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh
Yeah, yeah
If I got beats I ain't goin' nowhere
Mothafucka, I got it
Yes, yes
You ain't never heard a mothafucka this fresh