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Jag Gatz
Jag Gatz
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jagat Govan
Jagat Govan
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Lyrics

Further proof, further proof Of going from nobody heard of you To being the one who look bulletproof Giving me props I deserve em too All of the pressure I'm working through All alone everyone curving you You had to make magic like thirty-two Still cut through lil bitch I was surgical Go head and check out the vertical Jump through the hoops I was swerving through They take they best shot at em hurting you No mask on I'm ready still serving you Stay proving how all of my words is true Just call me the boy who could murder booths I can't see the hate through my curtain view Who could pull it off bitch it's a certain few And I'm one of em Say I ain't bout it I'm hunting em They can't understand where I'm coming from But fuck em motherfuckers get nothing done I can't be like that, sorry Chances you ever catch me like that, hardly Talking a Ford, but I need like that Rari The legends gon let in my seat at that party I could squeeze blood out of a rock Came from the mud now at the top Trusted my gut levels unlocked Now you tell me what, is next cuz I'm up And I'm bout to fucking snap when I drop I'm in the cut ready to chop Now I'm boutta flood all of the block, pop I was at my ends, I never would win The places I been, I can't go again No family or friends, no budget to spend No team to defend, still found a way in I ain't have no sense, my stress been on ten But morals ain't bend, rest gone with the wind No if's I talk when's, I stuck to the plan Turned into the man, motherfucker I am Further proof, further proof Of going from nobody heard of you To being the one who look bulletproof Giving me props I deserve em too All of the pressure I'm working through All alone everyone curving you You had to make magic like thirty-two Still cut through lil bitch I was surgical I handled that burden, easy Like I was trained as a surgeon, leave me Out the level of emerging, see we Ain't even hit our first version, CD's Show where we started, not where we finish Outta the darkness, out came a menace I should be heartless, but I stay winning, in this Battle of bands, I rattle the fans Can't straddle the fence, I handled my chance The way I evolved, been magical damn Like abra cadabra alakazam That's word to my childhood Give a fuck bout shit else if my child good No others could do what my style could Still move like a jag in the wild would So since I been younger, been had the hunger We talking tongue or wits I been sharp I'm one for the ages, ripping these pages Setting the stages, I found the spark Ran in a couple, walls that I bust through Tell haters fuck you, bitch I been hard If nobody got me, chill out just watch me When in the hot seat, ain't miss the mark
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