Letra G&B - Jayy Grams

G&B

I’m Ned the wino from the «Good Times» show from head to spinal
Was bred from vinyls, I travel pineals to realign you
Or reassign you like signatures when you fuck up the literature
Like a book Ima finish ya, why you choose to rap?
You shining? Come and move with Jack I’m grimy better move it stat
Cause here comes Jonny to murder kiddies and I’m do it back-
Wards and ya words don’t mean jack unless you burning it
I stick a knife across ya neck and have you smiling permanent
Perm ya shit, Big Worm ya shit and do it on a Friday
A hefty smack to you Rebecca Blacks bitch this is my day
Quick to shift to Miyagi, flippin bricks like karate- WHOO
Tyler created it but I’m hot as tamales, man
And don’t be thinking this for show and it’s seducing
I hate the jurisdiction screaming fuck the constitution
Be barely having breath control cause all of the pollution
And now I use this platform to try to solve it; the solution
Grime
I’m Curtis Jackson like early back when them burglars clapped em
Not disrespecting just visualizing this dirty rappin
You nerdies asking hella question you be zapping with the weapons?
You gotta gat up in yo section?
If I had it for protection I ain’t boasting out here popping guns
The only person knew I had was the bitch I copped it from
Keep on asking son and you finna be cold all week
Everyday I’m with my team, you know our flow hold creeks
And I know y’all sleep but you better wake up
Cause that repetitive stuff that’s in ya head when you bump
Is getting laid in the trunk, they was some slaves from the jump
Unconsciously helping the plans what you related to Trump?
I’m getting paid from this chumps, so y’all should fear me when you sleeping
I’m tryna use my craft to blow up and I’m creeping
Never solace when speaking, I don’t owe you cats nothing
I’ll leave you saying «Oh man» for tryna swipe me cousin
So why you bluffin?
Baltimore…