XANS & SUICIDE

Man who is this?

What the fuck is it?

Huh huh huh

Huh huh huh

Hey!

Why the hell talk like that? (like that)

Why the hell you rap like that? (like that)

Why the hell you act like that? I don’t even know (huh)

They’re gonna want me crucified

Cause I don’t rap about Xans & Suicide

Who am I? Bitch why don’t you just move aside

I got better things to do than giving you some time

Tell a tastemaker taste my ass

I gets paper like a sweepstaker

Sweep right past to first placing

Cause they been chasing on my ass

Them caucasians

Hate to see me first class with all the white faces and the blonde

In the grass probably pissing on they lawn

Fuck a pigeon and a plane Jane wouldn’t put me on

Cause I wouldn’t flex them things rappers flaunt up in their songs

Now my energy like fuck the industry on intercoms (huh huh)

I couldn’t be like a clone

All of this came from my soul

I had to break out the mold

I put my raps on the stove, so they can’t grab it and hold

Told me sign on the line

Put a loan on my soul

Treat it like Macaulay Culk

I’m better off home alone

They’re gonna want me crucified

Cause I don’t rap about Xans & Suicide

Who am I? Bitch why don’t you just move aside

I got better things to do than giving you some time

They’re gonna want me crucified

Cause I don’t rap about Xans & Suicide

Who am I? Bitch why don’t you just move aside

I got better things to do than giving you some time

Why the hell you look like that? (like that)

Why the hell you walk like that? (like that)

Why the fuck you dress like that? I don’t even know (huh)

Better sound what I’m all about

Got a problem, we can talk it out

You been real loud with that word of mouth

But won’t make a sound when I pull around

Yeah you got your flow from the lost and found

Mine scorching hot while yours cooling down

And the complex concept is to keep posting **** that just fool around wow

Welcome to the end my friends

New story bout to begin

JOSUBURBN, that’s a 10 out of 10

Yeah these rappers talk shit, but they blow like the wind

Mom and dad shared a car while my neighbors had a benz

Didn’t want us in the hood so they stayed on the fence

Not everyone was bad, still had a lot of friends

But all I ever heard were the burbs were the shit, right?

And you still think that I’m rich, right?

Still call your baby girl bitch, right?

Pop pills just to get lit, right?

Shut the fuck up, get your shit tight

Damn, we had a different struggle

They don’t fuck with us so we love each other

And the labels clutter cause the flow is southern

When the culture switches they gone want another bro

They gone want another jo

They gone want another Zo (yeah)

They gone want more of us broke

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What the fuck Jordan?? You never wanna answer the phone, you’re always in the studio

You guys aren’t going to amount to shit anyway...

Uh, hey, you trying to come over and smoke?

I haven’t seen you in a while you’re always with your fucking music friends

Have you forgotten about us? Are you going to drop out of school or something?

What the hell is wrong with you?

Hey man, it’s Steve from the label. I uh

I wanted to ask if you guys were cool with us changing your name

Image, all your songs, and everything you believe in so we can have you