Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The 1st Time, artist - Jamo GangAlbum song Walking With Lions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
The 1st Time |
Preemo |
Jamo |
RIP Guru |
And I said it the first time |
And I said it the first time |
Mic check, mic check, one-two, one-two |
Like a Biz Markie song, is this thing on? |
I battled Godzilla and dissed King Kong |
Then pull out a handgun that’s six feet long |
Mumble rappers getting paid, what they hitting for? |
We the best, cut a check, start a bidding war |
We define premier, we prime-time, combine crimes |
Beats and rhymed lines (And I said it the first time), huh |
Hang in there like Aaron Hernandez |
She got a dope personality if you can get to it |
'Cause screw it, can’t even get near love |
She on train fully immersed in her earbuds |
Or speed walking, stop it, Steve Hawkin' |
Bro paralyzed, so how is he even talking? |
I don’t know |
It ain’t a Jamo Gang gig, then I don’t show |
Yo, they pass the torch, I live a dream like Vanilla Sky |
Been vilified and criticized, but still alive |
Oedipus complex from Mother Earth, the son immersed |
King of the underdogs, battle-scarred for what it’s worth |
Uh, but what do I know? |
I’m just a wino |
A vicious cycle, spotted out like Vitiligo, Michael |
I’m auto rifle, then not a typo |
Hydro smoking ninety-nine defined around the time of my life |
They call me '57 |
Yeah, ain’t nothing new we down with the goat (Preem) |
Yeah, Jamo juggling jugulars going right for their throat |
And I quote, we down with Atmosphere and the fact is clear |
There’s no one on a level this elevated, one |
Two, three and to the four |
In the corner of the bar started peeing on the floor |
Break my neck trying to peep the score |
But that’s not a TV, that’s the pizza warmer |
I was with your mom, you should call her soon |
Fit your whole universe in my laundry room |
Y’all pussy, you probably got a mouse in your mouth |
You don’t come out of your house (And I said it the first time) |
I talk my shit, I fly this frisbee |
Lost in the mix of that Irish whiskey |
I just spent a little time in your city |
But I hit decline 'cause I was kind of busy |
You can probably find me at the back of the line |
I always show up late and I don’t even know why |
It doesn’t matter, I’ma be twenty minutes behind |
Don’t even ask me 'bout it (And I said it the first time) |
Yeah, 'til the second my soul pass on |
I’m trying to see in the future like Donnie Darko |
When his man man with a mask on |
If the planet stops spinning, I spit this last song |
Inside my vision, the limited in this rare form |
Half gone like a chemtrail |
We don’t go together like a bucket of friend chicken and fresh kale |
I’m half a train to the track riding the left rail |
Y’all half a brain when you rap and decide your pen fail |
Men frail, let’s sail or wait until the sun set on this boat |
I stay woke like I sniffed a crystal meth rail |
Wash it down with Starbucks tall cup, chalk up |
And deadlift these stars, fuck |
You won’t find truth in your Apple Watch |
It’s possible what I say in popular or profitable |
Coach the game, Hayden Fox |
So pay your racist cops |
Front row for the apocalypse that we pay to watch |
And I said it the first time |