Jonwayne - On lyrics

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Jonwayne - On lyrics

[Intro] You'd better make up your mind Right now Yeah yeah Right now (Baby don't leave me, don't leave me) Well you'd better make up your mind Right now I mean right now (Baby don't leave me, don't leave me) [Verse One] Every rapper trying to be be God The next time I see some pious sh**, I'm going to make them see God You ain't' Based, you don't belong beside the father You fatherless a** rappers be gone capping [?] Revivalists can get the grieve on 93 till your pops reaches divinity and be gone We need space for those keeping the faith And I'm willing to smoke an eighth Of you wordsmiths to be on Most b**hes drop back the [kitchen?] glance back stage where she dropping the pants to get the freak on Keep my rhyme but [?] keep the bible And [?] a rapper head, but most of you all keep the rifle Mic check [?] doctor check [?] got a Purple Heart binder in the [?] [recital?] Bathing in the pros till my muses ghosts, buy my sh**? I'll make it hard to chew the toast That's the lick, I'm barefoot and grabbing my No No And spitting rhymes so slick like an old hobo Frodo Till the club go pogo Zoning in the cut loosing rappers in the dust like Toto I'm armed though [Bridge] sh** Cutting records like master shredders [Verse Two] I'm a chameleon I look like a pretty man up until I paint walls vermillion Word count up to a million My finger bleeding over the baby [?] no holding back I get croak upon the ba** clef And never that This is cla**ical stance, you should remember that It's pure parent math, If these rappers were smart they would step aside like the f**ing weather man We ain't' going anywhere I'm a menace One rapper a week until you people get the message Speak my name in every nook, cranny, crevice, I'll be running LA from [?] to Venice On the street better shake the hand meat or I better hear the feet screech back into a Jeep Sheesh And watch them peal out like bananas Before I turn their stomach up into another diorama The plan gamma Anybody try to seize me let me spoil all the beef like a grandma Know that nothing you could say can ever faze me I'm insane in the membrane baby [Outro] It's Jonwayne Wayniac Mondays Tune in next week

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