I Get It In Freestyle
by Jet 2
[Intro]
Yeah
Uh huh
(Jet 2 Whussap!)
[Verse]
I get farther than possible, almost unstoppable
My thoughts are incomparable, I'm a lyrical doctor
You feel me
Patience is a virtue, but first you
Gotta learn to accept that patience is a virtue
I work until I'm physically inadequate
My heart is into rapping
And my body's into having a lot of bitches and rapping
I am a lil' nigga, but my heart's a little bigger
Than a little bit; a lyrical killer, my soul speaks murder
The heart beat murmurs, my heart heat burn ya'
The world will need a Prilosec after each verse
'Cause I can burn a verse and vice versa
Verses burn a verse and whoever verse is versus mine
I serve ya'
Jet 2 alias the eye surgeon
My verses deeper than you niggas see it
Stare into the eyes, see the drive of a demon
Dare devil in every reference to the meaning
Soul full of steam and a sack full of semen
Meaning I carry my nuts everywhere that you see me
Test my words, catch a stomach full of fetus
'Cause I'm letting off on anything related to Venus
I'm so out of this world, can't see me
Better Google you some goggles, better hit Craigslist
Got verbs that'll move a nigga soul when I spit it
Got a mind that'll move a nigga flow when I feel it
Got lines that'll make a beezy say I can get it
Got a drive like Tiger, no Young Money shit
In the woods like Tiger, bitch survival of the fittest
It comes down to eating, mutha fucka, I'mma win
It comes down to eating, all I do is ask when
No Omarion song, but I get it in
5-0 Cent, I'm on my rider shit
Hope my hip-hop neighbors don't 5-0 him
They'll be plenty niggas tryna lie on him
Which is why I tell the truth whenever I go in
With no strings attached, fuck vio-lins
Deep down inside, I'm vio-lent
I wonder what'll happen if I don't vent
My anger out through these lyrics that I'm spitting
Lyrically, I'm a murderer
My method of expression eases tension
Through these sentences that if I so happen not to spit
I'll probably catch a sentence for committing my sentences
Among the arts of men in this environment
A menace to society, Lord forgive him
His vision is corrupted with evil spirits
All the evil shit I seen, so fuck it
I got a heart full of anger
Beast in his cage, I'm a lion without a tamer
Goliath without a David
A lyricist without a paper
A tyrant, I'mma slay
My lyrics in a violent way through messages I portray
My rhythm is so immaculate
Ain't nothing after this, shots accurate
Sharp like a tack with it, attack this shit
'Til I tackle it
Rap 'til I'm the next legend in this rapping shit
Not 'cause of rap and shit
But I'mma rap 'til they say it's a wrap for him
Make it harder to rap for them on accident
'Cause they can't see past the static
Lyrics come automatic 'cause the pain is so drastic
Break, but I never fold like a tube of plastic
I swear it feels like I'm rapping in a pool of acid
But the bounce back is
Too elastic, school you niggas, too scholastic
Teach you what bottling pain could really do to ya'
I ain't got nothing but something I gotta prove to 'em
Too hard to inhibit the vision within him, I'm living
With ambition, bitches, I'm too ambitious
Even if you kill me, I'll be living when you listen
I'll be spittin' venom within every sentence
You feel when you hear it
It's evident, every lyric speaks eminence
Literally, I get it in
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