What Eva
[Chorus: Mr. J. Medeiros]
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
[Verse 1: Mr. J. Medeiros]
Now, how the fuck you never heard of me?
Worry me, nah, my current is raw plus fuck you currently are
My currency strong, dumb luck occurred to me, nah
It's just the birds and the bees, y'all a burden to me
Burning to please, got burns on your knees
No love, but you learning to tease, awe
No pub, got ya earning no fees, awe
I'd give a hug to y'all but all of y'all is furries with flees
Feel the fury, hundred plus be my current degree
Free a flurry out the snub and watch it scurry your team
See 'em hurry out the club, now if you heard what I mean
I be the jury and the judge, I make a murder look clean
With 'nough shots for the burner to cease
You gurgling these words that leave you bleeding in a permanent freeze
Turn up like a curb to the teeth
Smile motherfucker, gonna hurt to say cheese
[Chorus: Mr. J. Medeiros]
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
[Verse 2: Mr. J. Medeiros]
I am afraid of no rapper man
I ain't ashamed of my road or the chapters man
I have been trained in all flows and I've mastered them all
For the sake of a name you can't trash talk, man
'98 is when my past start, made it out the asphalt
Dated on my passport, I ain't ever asked for
A name to vouch my last work
Stated in my craft work
If you ain't got your own name shame, but that’s your ass fault
I ain't ever been a humble man so keep the prayer hands
I’m forever sinned and born again, now that’s a fair stance
I have got forgive us on my skin, now that's a shared glance
But I can’t watch my back or wash my back, ain't that a pair of pants
Damn one leg at a time, shit is cumbersome
And I won’t be the sullen one who’s waiting on the summer sun
Nah, I’ma be the sum of one who came to take what’s come to him
And say to those who’ve come to shun
Motherfucker, run!
[Chorus: Mr. J. Medeiros]
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
I take a pull from the blunt like pow, whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
[Outro: Mr. J. Medeiros & La Fine Equipe]
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I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow
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Whatever
I take a pull from the blunt, straight pow pow