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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jakprogresso
Jakprogresso
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Lyrics

Yeah, cracked the egg open
Yo, bong hits of barium to sterilize nature
Needles into irises like LRI lasers
Make tracks to terrify neighbors (What?)
Hot spit that melt the die razor, I sell to hi, haters (Hi, haters!)
The cult alive, FDR branded sigil
I laced the sundae with synthesized acid drizzle (Yeah)
I put the panic in you
Pipe bomb PVC's ornamented with magic symbols (Let's go)
Vet blimp on fire, vinyl pit miner
Light the mint limer
Pentathol down in the mink liner
Dinner with my parents at 16, the drip, came home
After you get strips, the Beatles hits, the whole scene
Turn Meet the Feebles quick (What the fuck?)
Looked at my meal plate
And seen a speakin' fish, or a fetus stiff (Ah)
Heads in baskets, I'm Bilal
Dump heat rocks quick, like a fiend vial
Meanwhile, I'm backwards on a BMX (What?)
Sippin' DXM, now that's a freestyle
- I've been in this bitch for 15 years!
- What's your name?
- Fuck you, that's my name!
- Haha!
- You see, pal, that's who I am, and you're nothin', nice guy, I don't give a shit, good father, fuck you, go home and play with your kids. Do I have your attention?
I won't say anything (Fuck him up, man)
Self-made true spitter, doom sinner
Loop wizard, trip room sitter
Colombian tie, loop winzer (Uegh)
Sippin' moon bitters, shroom roots grew inward
I fuck up bars (ohh shit), like the owners got me hauled out
I split a Hollow Earth, Nazis fall out (Hahaha)
I'm an acid monitor, more patches on my tongue than Oliver
Blood spray lookin' like palic? work
On a big comfy couch with a Molly
Dutch of Kali, audiovisual Dalì
I jump off your roof outta Dalì (Woah)
My foot land on necks, it look like I'm doin' mad ollies (Ohh shit)
Camp Hollie, OMG, it's Mad Harvey?
Headshot, blew in temples like Bali (Okay)
I'm done
Written by: Jak Progresso
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