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Owth
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Owth was released on March 25, 2021 by MJeezy Productions as a part of the album Owth - Single
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Release DateMarch 25, 2021
LabelMJeezy Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nishan Lakmal Dias
Nishan Lakmal Dias
Songwriter
Mohamed Mulham Jazmati
Mohamed Mulham Jazmati
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MJeezy Productions
MJeezy Productions
Recording Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

Let's fucking go man
Nishan called me up for a verse
Alright, bet. Let me get them first
I'm sicker than most of these bitches
That's why I gotta put 'em in the fucking dirt
Lyrical miracle
This beat got me feeling so spiritual
I'm so original
Killing you all is habitual
Scratch that, fuck that lyrical backpack shit
Whack raps, got you looking like a goddamn bitch in Bangladesh
Bomb at all you pussies. I'm outlandish when I'm outkasted
Lab rats, that's how you look in a closed casket when it's bomb blasted. Ugh
I'm Andre the giant, but an underdog like I am David
Fuck up a Goliath, none of you bitches gone say shit
I'm fucking defiant, you better come give me my payment
You can not deny it, I'm sicker than most of your favorites, Ugh
Look at your bitch when she look at the boss
Got her so wet cuz I'm dripping in sauce
Flicking my wrist doesn't matter the cost
Got Laban up on me fuck a Chivas
That's why I don't rap, cuz all of you corny
All of you whack, bet you cannot ignore me
Think you're the shit, but all of you rookies
Come get this work, but all of you pussy
Free beatdowns, I'm cruising down the 311
In a charger with the pump, Bout to teach a lesson
Jeezy, make this left, find me hanging out the window
Bend these rappers over backwards with the stick, its limbo
Bingo, there he is, ayo, shhh, slow down
Pass the baton, we ain't never putting these poles down
You Fucking cupcake, you better watch your mission
Got a bladder full of hate and not a pot to piss in
Soon as I plot, you missing, we gon' hide you
Mail you out in pieces, several GPS's to find you
All that shit was only bars till its at your door
But these caps in your bitch ass, that's my horror scope
Slide in, and take everything you claim is yours
We ain't new to battles, this solo mind has been waging wars
Dolo, but I got jeezy ready to closeline
A puny mu'fucka and be back at work fore its close time
You knows I'm spiffy with shit since a sperm cell
Plenty fishes in the ocean but don't compare to this sperm whale
I free willy on your bitch and watch her jump rock
Like dwayne johnson catching a beating for all his lunch, stop
You the truth to who, you delusional
Taking the piss will only lead you to them urinals
I'm beautiful and still the shit, you boys gon' need a pooper scoop
These diamonds on me wet as fuck, you see me in my scuba suit
I'm a star in my circle boy I'm a Subaru
I realign you squares to your places bitch you a Rubik's cube
I don't roll alone bitch we institutional
And hard to fold or bend under pressure, this shits a crucible
Written by: Mohamed Mulham Jazmati, Nishan Lakmal Dias
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