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Kyrie Set Up
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kyrie Set Up was released on July 5, 2024 by Jru as a part of the album Slcc 2023
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Release DateJuly 5, 2024
LabelJru
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jru Shurtleff
Jru Shurtleff
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jru Shurtleff
Jru Shurtleff
Songwriter

Lyrics

My whole entire life I've known deep inside
That at age 29 I would thrive
I don't know why, I can't describe
I just know it in my mind
In the meantime, listen to me rhyme
In all honesty I'm probably one of the only guys
Who'd rather gaze into your eyes than stare all day at your behind
I'd rather kiss you 50 times than simply stick my dick inside
To me the lips on your face mean more than the ones between your thighs
These are not lies, I'm not buffin', swear on the lives of my brothers
Wish you could hear this but I'm scared to share my rhymes with the public
Instead I try to put up a disguise and hide that I'm crushin'
Over some chick who's in love with a chump, a bum who is nothin'
I'm 'bout to hit that pussy harder than the blunts which I'm puffin',
Kept gettin' flustered she wanted to hook me up with another
It was redundant, no you dummy, you're the one chick I wanted
But now it's over and done with, I'll find someone in Columbus
Who doesn't care if I'm a little pissed off on occasion
I need a woman with patience, and she is also low maintenance
And plus she knows the greatest player in the nation is Jose and
She thinks money's overrated and she's down to smoke the dankest
Bud that Mike and I can find, I'm like the sun cuz I'm so high
I'm in the sky, give me a mic and through my rhymes I'll rise and shine
Your turn to spit comes after mine, a murderous young mastermind
The words I spit secure your wrists in tourniquets and snap your spine
I pass the time buildin' on my skill that other rappers want
Call me Just because with the pitch I'm such a Master son
So Blasphemous, pastors shun me like I was Beelzebub
Try following my flow but you know that you won't cuz
There's no way of slowing my faster tongue
No way of escaping my wrath you punk
I'm crazy I'll beat someone's ass for fun
You're having a problem, don't matter chump
Cuz I think it's fine to just smack a punk if he's acting up
I'm affected by women
I'm wishing they never would mess with my feelings
A recognized villain I'm spending time killin'
No question my skill is respected by millions and millions,
Even billions, I could grab the attention of trillions
Show 'em the person that Jru Shurtleff really is
Through my incredible music brilliance
Really it's silliness how all you rappers think
They can keep up with my hungry resilience
Nothing but idiots, I'll bring the wittiness,
Guess I'm a hit 'em with this and be pitiless
Let's get familiar, I'll introduce
My name is Jru spelled J-R-U
You dont like me, come and fight me
6 foot 1, one-eighty-two, I'm tellin you
Don't be testin' me, I'll wreck you if you mess with me
They say the good die young so maybe 30 is the end for me
But every achievement that I set for me to reach will be
Successfully completed well before I rest in peace, believe it
Cuz I'm the best and I will never be defeated
Enemies retreat and then concede and leave incredibly depleted
I get the lead and keep it, the best emcee in Cleveland
Since I was a fetus with a centimeter penis
I've been cleverly deceiving, forever been a genius and
I pleasantly agree with those who reckon me the meanest
I'm an asshole, been in that role since I was a young kid
All the stunts and dumb tricks I had pulled
Stealing kids lunches, munchin' on their casserole
Made the dunces' tongues stick to the flagpole
I'm trying to change but inside my brain's a battle
Which me will win today, every day's a raffle
Always been a hassle, quite a pain in the ass only
Now I try to see my glass solely as half-full
Listeners are baffled, screaming "Holy mackerel!
I can't believe you have no cash flow from rap shows!"
Yeah so, as though I wrote raps and had hopes
Drunk-ass hoes and frat bros would blast those
Nah, the people that know me know in my head
I'm just fightin' that psychopath,
Which one's the psycho half
I might go slash my veins with a knife or
Smash my face with a pipe or
Splash my brains on this mic with a rifle blast
Lypo fat is less repulsive
Michael's Jackson's less impulsive
Nitro gas is less explosive
Blowing up the seismograph
Can't fight those facts!
Written by: Jru Shurtleff
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