Angelo Mota - Jersey/Mexico текст песни

You don't have any bigger coming
Even my atoms are unique, you should be embarrassed
That your last statement made me vomit
I'm bad as Michael, passed the Eiffel on my travel up
Follow in my steps will take some massive guts
Back on backpacking was what my rapping was
Now I happen to get these bastards back to packing up
40's and asher blunts, face was ashing, I'm mad as fuck
The higher beings the only one that can see me
So I go laughing and smack a judge
Judging my past and such
Only asked from classes once, asking for bathroom passes after I grab my stuff
As a freshman I was only eating breakfast
Now the present time and Angela is barely eating his lunch
Squeeze and shit
I carried splifs so my friends would see me a bit
Now cigarettes I'm tryna quit
Mama told me Nicorette was for a bit so like
Turkeys on my soul, I'm probably gonna quit it cold
Spits like getting a cold, you sniff and cough and you moan
But getting over the symptoms made me dope as whole syringes
Please quote my manifesto, now I'm getting forgetful
'90's baby, missed the retro by a decade and some change
Now my friends are all estranged but I'm over it
Plus, it's not like anybody changed, it was like that from the get-go

I shot from the hip like plexico
Killed the rat game, took the first bus to Mexico

I'm the rap slayer, better pull your pants legs way up
Realization for Schwarzenegger running for mayor
I know that I go running soon, I probably do it better
So why be a sheep when I can fucking kill the shepherd?
Whatever, I see a subtle diss track, I let it rot
But now verbal missiles burning holes in your leather
Could show you got the quip that could get a throat to slip
But switchblades ain't shit when compared to barrettes
Holy Ghost to me is colder than November
Believing it's really just dry ice in December
I bet the Foo Fighters is Pretenders
And if you don't get that well then get your head up
Seven up, ain't no use for a heck of luck
'Cause this splitting pain that I'm bringing to your ears is secular
Tell these sicken cells to step it up, whipping with the best of
People from the west of orange, if you aren't then you probably shouldn't flex, bro
Turn your shit they call it ketchup, never stand next to us
Reckless

The cops gonna catch me anyway so I'm running from Mexico to Jersey
You heard me?
The cops gonna catch me anyway so I take my reckless shit right back to Jersey
You heard me?
Jersey to Mexico
Good life