J-Swift - ImThatn***a (PSA) lyrics

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J-Swift - ImThatn***a (PSA) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jack CityZ] Listen up, listen up This is an announcement from Jack CityZ To all n***as that think they're in 3rdiii, listen up Uh.. Who is the n***a in charge? Is it Judo, Nimbus... Molly High? Formaldehyde embodied our kind of 3rdiii Get them out of here They're not welcome in our shrine Somebody get they child For them it's a sign For us it's a lifestyle Not easily ripped by f*gs wanting to collab Are you outta your mind? It ain't happenin' b**h Don't worry bout mine, it's my clique Whatever we're doing, is my biz Silence, outsiders remain private Public endeavors are made by those with clever lines and golden pipes Not apart of that kind Then kindly move blindly with your time If you are well, move along with this song Spark up that bong in hiding Cause in MD, smoking weed is a "crime thing" Order in the court Hoarding the support and the perks While putting in zero of the work You're not part of it Just cause you chilled with us Popped a pill with us, truth is You're not part of the Uth kid Wanna promote, that's dope Road to gold kinda dim Any glimmer of a hope to get us under the scope Is uh, appreciated, but if your not initiated Then what the f** is your goal? [Verse 2: Ragz ba*tard] I be that really fly funky fellow Make dames say hello And whenever I be gripping the mic I be bringing the ba** cellos Give me a grape cigarillo So I can fill it with this funk And on the 3rd day of Christmas my manz bless me with the skunk This that Ashin' Kusher, so we call it punk'd We do whatever we want I'm tryna get Porsches in the back And f**ing horses in the front We keep on rolling super blunts I've got this feeling in my gut It be the Uth, we k**ing this sh** and off the meter And in the booth, I'm feeling this sh** on fire like a heater We getting lame rappers out the way, and they have no idea This our time right here, n***a We have no fear We will turn you into deer if you think I'm lyin' When this tape drop probably bring your end You got the time f**ed up like the Mayans Cause when I'm rhymin' I'm bringing fire from the pits of hell And in a cell better turn tail and dip From the set, like you Rell Go against Tha Uth and you will face defeat... Yeah