Jacob Lethal Beats - 50 States lyrics

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Jacob Lethal Beats - 50 States lyrics

(Intro) I have this philosophy that if- If you only stay in your hometown You're only going to be known in your hometown Now for me, I think the whole world should hear me But I gotta start with the 50 states (Verse 1) I'm coming out of Alabama I'm popping out my mama saying hello to the world In Alaska smoke illegal herb by a mountain and a grisly bear In Arizona going harder than [?] Bet I make the good give the [?] back to Arkansas Never been inside a valley but I'm being heard in Cali Then I'm going to Colarado, yooooom Connecticut riding with a dime that's hella thick Nah, I ain't celibate let me in them underwear Delaware ride her to her bus, next stop [?] Flow rida Rolling oranges in Georgia Peach swishers sweets, that Maui wowie On my coast beaches be crowded Ha-wai-i I'm 'bout to travel Hit it like a xylophone, all the roads are not beknown Women want to ride alone, loving all my fire songs One be hella beautiful She from Idaho, but I call her "you the ho" like No shame with that booty hole, sicker on the beat Look I've been making Illinois get in and hop in my Rolls 'Bout to cop a whip like Indiana Jones, woah (Chorus) I'm trying to take this cross the world I can't Until I take it across 50 states I'm talking all across the country, they'll love me (Verse 2) I'm coming up to Iowa; who the hell invited us? Kan Viss, you know who the man is In a redskin like a play for Kansas Give her the co*k, I'm Colonel Sanders Yeah it's funny, she ain't getting chicken from Kentucky She wanted Lil' Wheezy in her [?] Going through the city pop bottles when I pa** With your main ho, lobsters we smash Like Cannabis, Actavis, legalizing advocate Medicated on the very [?] When they get [?] I might have them pop for them n***as about to mourn I'mma call her Mary-land sh** hit hard like a Ray Rice blow Don't even worry about the J's I smoke Mind going up like an elevator go Mind open up like an elevator door, [?] on the flow (Chorus) I'm trying to take this cross the world I can't Until I take it across 50 states I'm talking all across the country, they'll love me (Verse 3) In Ma**achusetts I go stupid, hit up Berkeley School of Music Get it in like Eminem, but I don't come from Michigan Going slower, pouring soda, turning purple, Minnesota Started everything like [that's an apartments?] From the same high school that Brett Farve did! I come from the sip, come for a zip Really no lean, just burners with green I come from the sip, what you thinking that mean? Next to the top be Mississippi In Missouri popping like a handgun Shots like and-one, tryna f** Han-nah Excuse my French, Monta-na These white girls [?] like "haaah?" [?] rap game [?] like a ladder Use to have jokes cornier than Nebraska Now I'm trying to make it out into Vegas To see how [?] world in New-Vada You still want that hotel stripper But my budget New Hampshire [?] let's just cancel I just need that [motel?] dancer Said I'm in the game with my New Jersey New Mexico like the old ain't working In New York getting loud where Ferg is Ain't nobody ever going to say I ain't working Carolina or Dakota, Ohio, Oklahoma, Oregon, Pennsylvania, or Rhode Island Carolina or Dakota I be going all over Can't disagree-Tennessee bet ya'll remember me Hennessy-remember X's I love them Hispanics, I get them from Texas To fill up the U Haul, dip down to Utah After that catch me up in Vermont Virginia corrupting these virgins a lot [?] 'em my Jordans all in Washington West Virginia, getting paid west cause the cheese [?] life for me is Wyoming And that's 50 states

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