Go

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James Garcia - Rap

Go

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[Verse 1] I'm smarter than the people that you think are trying to fuck me Can't take shit from me, I would only be so lucky I may not be a thug, but I know about thugging If it's a confrontation then I won't run away from nothing, I'ma scrub But you, motherfucker, you just bummin' You ain't got no love for nothing You a jealous motherfucker Most of my generation is steady hatin' on each other Once you shake a hater off, oh, here comes another Okay, I'm on one, I'll fight back until the job's done You can't be serious, Hopsin voice: "Come on son..." Thinkin' about takin' a long plunge Don't want to catch a disease And they don't make big enough condoms When you're tryin' to fuck the world And plant a seed in their mind From the seed grows a vine It grows larger with time and then I'm in the spot To get you all on the same page like it or not And then that, that's the same dangerous thought That leads people to engage, in terrorist plots Be free, believe what you feel, not what you talk Think of the motive behind the words of people who talk If your heart is filled with evil then I doubt it'll stop Think about who you're hurtin' And who's on top and who's in rock bottom And what's the real problem And if you ain't got a solution Then you might as well oughta just go [Chorus] Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck up out of here Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go It's already too crowded here And I feel the urge to purge Oh lord, let me lose all each chain [Verse 2] I ain't scared of a giant, I roar back at a lion I will never comply, I will never be silent I love horror rap, but got no need to be violent Unless somebody's trying to fuck up my diet You make me sick, get it? I see everybody trippin' But I ain't see nobody trying to make any kind of difference We can change the world, we outnumber the riches And we can take it all from 'em Fuck a city by city, it ain't a protest, it's a revolution we need Motherfuckers too blind to see what we see And a lot of my own people trying to defeat me I guess they think that they better, but I ain't impressed I gotta kill the hustle and big brass nuts fool You're wondering what's good? My reply is fuck you, I'm out here Don't care what my mouth says, fuck 'em If they ain't got no love for me Then I don't love them, just go! [Chorus] Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck up out of here Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go It's already too crowded here And I feel the urge to purge Oh lord, let me lose all each chain [Verse 3] And you ain't gotta listen to me, there's a voice inside It's just most motherfuckers hear that voice and hide So many people got opinions, "Who the fuck is Young Wicked?" But they heads be bobbin' when the beats be kickin' And then they start smiling as they listen It ain't no need for trippin' I got something here that everyone can get into If you want some Rock and Roll, give me a minute, I can get it You want some R&B? Maybe just a guitar and me? Rippin', tryna make the world less shitty One show at a time, city by city Because this life ain't pretty Feel like people out to get me Them tomatoes can't catch up to the kid, no kidding I'm a machine, and my music's gonna keep on They be like, man he's still dope, ain't even like he's gone Yo, a different wavelength that we own And if you want bullshit, bitch-boy be gone! [Chorus] Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck up out of here Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go It's already too crowded here And I feel the urge to purge Oh lord, let me lose all each chain Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck up out of here Get the fuck out, just go Get the fuck out, go Get the fuck out, just go It's already too crowded here And I feel the urge to purge Oh lord, let me lose all each chain

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