Jump-Man (We Disgust) (feat. Brody Masse & ASH)

Yo (ah)

Man, no time for pretending Moving a high percentage

My dialect is impenetrable

Man I'm high for a minute

Know that it's God as my witness

This is divine intervention

Venting the eye of existence at all costs

Cause they're gonna try to interfere with it

But my spirit appearing infinite

It's been giving him a hypocritical reason to give a shit

Like either the cold world

I'm living in so burnt

Or maybe it's over

The past that I've been living in, the present

As I use the universe to my own benefit

For planning shows and getting it

Together, we are better than ever

And anyone like no other competitor

Could ever compare to us America's Most Wanted

But we are all Canadian

So drunk, as strong as hatred

Fuck trying to run away from us, stuck, driveway

Like a gas station, receiving a pump

Crime rate about to jump

No one giving a fuck, like

Jump man, jump man, jump man, musta heard of us

Our shit bumpin'

Comin' up with somethin' from my consciousness

Put us in them cuffs

Get your bitch to suck

Give a fuck, put them fingers up, we disgust

You don't know who I am, you just misjudged the vanilla

They can suck on my dick, or I could just give them the finger

All my verses been worshipped & all my writtens been ill and

You haven't heard what I've written? Because you haven't been living

It's a personality difference, just as she's rising

Depending on confidence through the silly, silly, that y'all are attending

Everyone has an opinion, what next, are they going to kill you?

My main villain, Anomaly, gonna obviously steal it

Mastered rap, look how I spit this shit

Amoxicillin, can't cure how sick it gets

Suggest not mixing with liquor, might flip the script

My wrist, I'm flicking it, not for the pot, for the thought about to lick my tip

Food for thought, pussy on my brain while I bust a nut in her lip

Give her the LSD, acid trip, smoke the tree

Then a whiskey sip

No game, but let her control my joystick

One happy man, ass clapping when I clap these hands

Round of applause, three hoes, no Santa Claus

Rebel without a cause, no time to pause

Emergency triage on three Nicki Minaj broads

Is this reality? They nod as they drop their bras

Calling me the boss, what's the catch?

I'm a dog & they're telling me to fetch

What's next? These bitches gotta be plotting

Grab the notepad and start jotting

Sit back and inspect the entire situation

Now I'm debating whether or not it's a trap

Wait for the spring to snap, but can't keep track

Think I'm running laps, relapse, go back in circle

Now, I'm the rat, being tested on the hamster wheel

But really don't know how I feel, emotion is electric, message depicted is real

And how do I see snakes all around me, like eels

Suppressed lies from fakes, let the truth fill in

I'm building a bush, you can stake and seal

Big brother got the eye on me, not a pawn to the game

Think she's a lioness while she lie on me

That's when it dawned on me

We live in a matrix

The world is what you make it

If you wanna go take it, tell you one thing, I'm real and won't fake it

My faith can't break it, and mine can't shake it

Got milestones and goals Golden sheep and poles

Bridge tolls and trolls and demons after my soul

Bros and foes, ladies and hoes, and power that no one will ever know

That's just how the story goes, but before I go

Let's take it slow, nah fuck that

Too sick to illest, coldest flow, chillest, realest

So dope to deal it need a bodybag and rap, I kill it

You feel it in your brain to instill it, never leave it, now drill it

Flood your veins, won't spill it, spit fire hot, no skillet

Cook rappers, no grilling, super villain, angel vision

Seeing money, stack a million to the ceiling

Currency appealing, magic eye, cash appearing

Every decision, guap be the mission, never quitting

Even if I raise suspicion, still make the cut like a surgeon incision

So many bars I could build a prison

Haven't even risen to what's envisioned

Im higher than a kite in the clouds and nobody to listen

So yes, I'm motherfucking tripping, I'm pure adrenaline

Mixed with mescaline, testosterone while you estrogen

Suggest it's in your best interest not to mess with him

Clean you up like a barber you think you titanium?

I'm harder, won't come close 'cause I'm already farther

Can't contain my energy, lost in your thought

Trying to retain a memory, here's something for you to remember me

I'm something that you will never be

Jump man, jump man, jump man, musta heard of us

All shit bumpin', comin' up with somethin' from my consciousness

Put us in them cuffs, get your bitch to suck (don't)

Give a fuck, put them fingers up, we disgust

Mainstay in the game and my brains amazing

You spray fake blanks & I put blades to faces (come on)

Put your guns up, I'm Luke Cage, I break'em

Put your funds up, you crew's cake, I baked'm (so)

Hold your man's hand, say you relate - it's gay, bitch (plus)

Your whole team's fishy with the ways that they spit

These days, I'm caged in, pacing, anxious

Every brother and their mother better pray for rain when

Dyse hit the block, you can hear me from a mile

Sounds systems kickin', on my way back from a trial

Caught another case, just friendly faces and a smile

They're sleepin' on your boy, I woke up early for a while

Don't listen to their lies, man

I am slicker with the style (you)

Got the truth twisted like a motherfuckin' dial

Hardest underground, man, the shit's up in my file

Bully any rapper in my yard that's gettin' loud

Snap on fake actors like a porno flick

Forearms touch your temples on some Goro shit

Always jumpin' ships when you borrow, shit

You've repped more teams than Brendan Morrow, bitch

Spyro with the fire how I'm burning the purple

Me vs you is like betting on a dragon or gerbil

Wrapping like I'm Santa, got you whirling in circles

Get your private shot when you fuck with the colonel

Every rapper claiming that they strapped like Urkel

You flow is straight sour, touch of heat, it curdles

I'm an M-7 engine, and I'm revving the turbo

If I slow my shit down, you'll catch a shell like a turtle

Words cut deep like katana blades

Every dog got his day that he got to fade

Met a couple fakes while along the way

This the proving ground, walking tall today, bitch

Jump man, jump man, jump man, must've heard of us

Our shit bumpin', comin' up with somethin

From my consciousness

Put us in them cuffs, get your bitch to suck

Give a fuck, put them fingers up, we disgust (ah)