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John wick
Hip-Hop/Rap
John wick was released on July 13, 2026 by Jaja Soze as a part of the album The Street Therapy Mixtape
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Release DateJuly 13, 2026
LabelJaja Soze
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaja Soze
Jaja Soze
Performer
Elijah kerr
Elijah kerr
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
gabe lucus / lone gud
gabe lucus / lone gud
Composer
Elijah kerr
Elijah kerr
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
gabe lucus / lone gud
gabe lucus / lone gud
Producer
J3
J3
Engineer

Lyrics

When I was young, I was raised with the hunger
Jah Rastafari, the lightning and the thunder
The street was a slumber, giving crackheads my number
Was robbing with no mask, just in jeans and a jumper
Glad I'm still alive, 'cause so many died
The rise been rough, I'm just happy I survived
I see killers turn to junkies buying three for twenty-five
He used to be a killer, now he shut up and drive
Imagine being popular, but now he looks fried
Like dumplings in a yard shop, tough and deprived
If this is a dream, then somebody lied
'Cause most man I see end up dead or inside
Some call me Jah Jah Souls, some call me Lige
Brixton rap, that's me, that's the vibe
Like buying a Kinder Egg to crack open the prize
To me holding two guns like, "Hello, surprise"
It's music and therapy disguised in rhyme
It's pain, look deep, you can see it in my eyes
Told my girl I need one or maybe two more wives
To distribute this energy into minds and thighs
To rise of the Spartans, topped on Gargons
Real in and out, I wear my sleeve with my heart on
I love brown skin, but I would like a dark one
Caramel chocolate on my Seamus Harden
It's hate and I see I'm still that guy
Went from selling on the block to a trading pie
It's like an ounce to a box to investing stock
Next move is to come back and buy this block
Build wealth in stealth mode and watch shit pop
I'm still in meetings giving greetings, can a plastic Glock
My close friends are like, "Don't risk it, Jah Jah, please just stop"
That I have plans to stick 'em up, I want your cash and your watch
Your crypto portfolio and your warehouse crops
Run the label, rob the masters, leave you all head topped
From the execs to the A&Rs, you all get dropped
Then change the stream from zero-one to two pound fibs
So all the artists can now make some cash from hits
And take their families for food ordering extra dips
'Cause money's good now, we all getting extra bits
I'm not bad or mad, I'm just sick of this shit
Sick of this shit, the industry thinking it's slick
So I woke up from the sleep and grabbed my stick
Went on a rampage for days, kidnaps and licks
When you put street with smart, it's a deadly mix
I'm throwing blows and kicks like the Brixton John Wick
Like the Brixton John Wick
My, my, my, blah
Written by: Elijah kerr, Gabe Lucus, Lone Gud
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