North Starr (Freestyle)

Lyrics

[Refren: Piter Pits i Jesse Maxwell] Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style [Zwrotka 1: Jesse Maxwell] Yo, yo, I ain't trynna tell'em I ain't trynna tell'em where to get the illest vinyls Or where to get the weed deals at I dont give a fuck yo, where you get your drills at So I'mma kill that, just chill One fucking take yo, put it in your face yo Like the fucking last verse we did Like the rap, that we never rehearse this shit Yo, the Jonesz, you hear it so much Yo, you heard so much, yo you heard too much Yo, just play that shit Yo it's basic, I go so long without rhyming You wonder where the rhyme was, fuck it Yo, I don't repeat shit No, I do not smoke no weed kid Yo, I'm straight sober all day Yo, I ain't trynna tell'em what my album advance was I ain't trynna tell'em how to get into Canada I ain't trynna tell'em how to get in the club I ain't trynna tell'em that I'm repping these dubs I ain't trynna tell'em that we smoke all day Blaze our weed and grow that shit for free Yo, yo, money grows on trees Represent dog, represent dog What I told ya, where I sent ya and I end ya It's a mutherfucking black hole, rap flow In a center of the universe now Motherfucking rap like, burnin' him down [Refren: Piter Pits i Jesse Maxwell] Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style [Zwrotka 2: Jesse Maxwell] Ay yo, keep your fucking feet off The celebrity red carpet Your car's out back, the VIP wouldn't park it And you trying to get in the back door now But you can't afford even one drink tho So you skippin' on tippin' and waitin' for some women And hopin' you can just get chillin' In the back door, hopin' like yo And I'm smokin' on it like Castro Smokin' out, chockin' out, in the VIP style Ain't no superstars, we just fans who took it too far Took it to heart, y'all trynna pick it apart The art, it's the art form, yo we reppin' Reppin' the mic and steppin' Livin' the life and livin' lessons and many blessings Feelin' the beat, we killin' the beat While we heatin' the beat And y'all be sittin' and spittin' at streets We spittin' em hot, spittin' the flow Fuck what it means Bussin' the mic, I'm makin' you lean I make you head nod The first one to make my head nod was Michael Jackson, Thriller Been my killa, ever since a '83, '83 Baby blaze as many trees, what you bussin' What the fuck you wanted, I spit it It's a freestyle, so I'mma hit it I don't give a shit, I just shit it, I mean it [Refren: Piter Pits i Jesse Maxwell] Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style [Zwrotka 3: Peter Pits] To Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Kolory tęczy przez pryzmat czasu Włączy season one Japan, tu tego lata rządzi 3DB produkt, do dalekiego wschodu wyszła na jaw data Potem w świat z dot.comu 007, plus sezon jeden dorzuć, dwójkę na początek Ty masz to w domu, to gorący towar Możesz skopcić go jak siano solo Lub pochwal się sąsiadom pod podłogą Strzel se zimny browar, ustaw nogi z głową Pokaż tym za ścianą, że to nie disco-polo Pierdol promo, 77 tnie full kolor Styl Ci bliższy niż te mixy co słyszałeś dotąd Po padach odciski mają biurka, bo to towar Gorący i śliski jak na rurkach w go-go [Refren: Piter Pits i Jesse Maxwell] Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style Jesse James wschodu aka the Jonesz, dawaj Szalony wers, który nigdy się nie kończy Smokin' out, chockin' out, VIP style