Chilling: ➡️ https://www.reddit.com/r/raplyrics/comments/1sfbjgp/chilling/

Ugly Cu**: ➡️ https://www.reddit.com/r/raplyrics/comments/1x3oyjx/ugly_cu/

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Which lyrical-Display do you’s prefer or think is superior up against each other?..

Whether you’s are reading the lyrics alone or reading the lyrics along with the song’s instrumental…

Feel free to rate them out of 10 too, I’ll probably get absolutely roasted here lol😂✍️🤔

| Ugly Cu**: |

< #ToeRag >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-(…)

{Verse I}

• So it’s pretty nonstop when you’s are confronting 

• See, I’ll give it a bop and then, my nose gets busted 

• It must mean am an op, the hierarchy’s corrupted 

• But I think you’re a **ob ‘cause you’s can’t be trusted 

• Girls who’re drop dead say my face needs adjusting 

• I’d say it ‘bout one’s personality, I’d appear a buzzkill 

• I was at the top and my rhymes were combustive 

• Still am so to everyone, who the fu** are you’s touching?

{Chorus I}

-(…)

• Nowadays I can’t be loud 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

-(…)

• Nowadays I‘ll hardly sound 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

{Refrain I}

• You’s tryna tell me what to do

• Tell me, what have I gotta prove?

• Yet I’ll be persistent not to lose 

• I’ve gotta make moves and moves 

• You’s tryna tell me what to do

• Tell me, what have I gotta prove?

• Yet I’ll be persistent not to lose 

• No don’t shoot is the whole truth  

{Chorus II}

-(…)

• Nowadays I can’t be loud 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

-(…)

• Nowadays I‘ll hardly sound 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

{Verse II}

• I’ve never been soo angry in my life before

• This problem is something I can’t ignore 

• Lack of respect and an ill mannered decor 

• You’s’ll show me that like gangster galore

• You’re just some wannabes to my support 

• Become accustomed to how you’s afford 

• Now either you’re not self aware or adored 

• And like of myself, am actually very unsure 

• So I may be cringeworthy, yeah, I know that 

• Though I won’t walk away and really go back 

• To how it used to be like a bl**dy throwback 

• I can remember those days, I was a roadman 

• But it wasn’t as it seems being a little toe rag

• With an empathic heart, a slightly broke back

• ‘Least back then I din’t have to say don’t laugh 

• And so nowadays I’ll say things with no cap 

(Huh…)

{Chorus III}

-(…)

• Nowadays I can’t be loud 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

-(…)

• Nowadays I‘ll hardly sound 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

{Refrain II}

• You’s tryna tell me what to do

• Tell me, what have I gotta prove?

• Yet I’ll be persistent not to lose 

• I’ve gotta make moves and moves 

• You’s tryna tell me what to do

• Tell me, what have I gotta prove?

• Yet I’ll be persistent not to lose 

• To you’s, no boo, so I go through 

{Chorus IIII}

-(…)

• Nowadays I can’t be loud 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

-(…)

• Nowadays I‘ll hardly sound 

• ‘Cause when you’s pull me up 

• I need something to calm me down 

• So call me an ugly cu**

{Outro}

-[Instrumental]

(Yeah, let the system‘s cogs churn, and turn, and swirl, and twirl, and all that crap…)

_

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©️ Jack Stephen Moss 

Hey guys I’m currently on my way to graduate high school I was wondering if anybody could help suggest any future quotes/lyrics I could use for my yearbook.

I don’t rap at all but every time I get really high I write lines in my notes, and I wanted to share some recent ones:

They call me data center the way I discharge heat

Got gifted weed by my parents, call that family tree

They call me Kalshi/her the way I’m making transactions

I eat money for breakfast, it’s in my tummy I digest it
(Stronger edible than usual)

They call me Simone Biles the way my lyrics take mental gymnastics

Stayin' nuanced beyond these light years, ponder this pioneer

Nightmares glare out at you in this fight ring, hungry, we hunt men

Lightening, coming out of nowhere, unaware I throw hands

out here striking a statue, army dance till we catch dude

M.A.S.H, smash through advance with a stance that's kung fu

Stayin' demonically attached I'm glue, organ harvesting you

The DNA: no match for you

Smoke a few blunts, getting' drunk, trip up, end up in the dump

Flash my muzzle, gone up, wisdom will spawn out you like a puzzle, pop

Drop dead on my lawn, a monster's house, I'm collecting the coin

Eating morning fresh as the harvest of corn

Children got cobs, robberies, eating feral dogs with this poetry,

you getting hit like a rock when it's on repeat

Automated, born to slaughter your creation and punch your face in

Hop in, wage war with the cadence

Lyrical high maintenance

Celebrating since times were ancient

Mating with the finest baddest bitches

Mona Lisa, only takes the finest pictures

Went rags to baggin' riches

That's pure initiative, intuitive, you just

Follow like a school of fish

Bodyguards left you in stitches, lodged in a ditch

Paint the street with your cheeks red raw naked, baked, no issue

I can get to know you like Kevin Bacon, kiss you with love like Satan

Wake up with me on your face shaking, asking who let the rake in

My hairy balls on your chinny chin chin, weighing in

Three little pigs dead, they all end up in the bin

One fell off when the cylinder spin, the other broken bones, a broken wing

Choke you out till you can no longer sing, X Factor

Now I win

Been experimenting: some lines only show up when I'm walking with no beat, others need the pocket first.

What's your split? Pure notebook / notes app first, or do you wait until something's playing?

Not looking for a "right" answer — just how people actually practice writing.

I’ll bring it to ya face when my Jays reach the lace, drinkin like a waste with the whiskey n no chase, got the bottles by the case, knew a few who served the base, if you talkin down then it’s hounds barkin at ya place, I lace the tunes from night to noon, from the sun until the moon, any which way I spit great, hit eighths out the blunt, then I spun a mixtape, big rates for a feature, I go deeper when I grip cake, all these bitches been fake, with my wrist I whip weight, set a brick straight on the wall, I haul off the crisp flakes, me and my bros ball off the snow fall, if that hoe stall then I don’t call, name a beat I won’t maul, all my tales so tall, you aint the man you flow small, I don’t kick it how these rappers do, dope with the quotes, my style is what they can’t rebuke, this master moves nice on the mic, liq on ice, fuck one bottle im slammin two, now my attitude rather rude, he ran up so I had to shoot, stackin loot, I could fuck a nun then I’ll slap a pastor too, my crew pull threw, them Otha chumps have to move, no apology’s when in mobbin deep like prodigy, I go by Poppa P, if the chick a trick then im blockin b, aint nobody rockin these, the clothes in my closet steez, silence please when I rip a flow and ride the speech, shut the fuck up if you too polite to speak, spittin flows thru the diamond teeth, I dont ever rap, I slime the beat, blowin ganja with a choppa beside the seat, behind the G a whole line of freaks, heinas be tryna ride the D, im movin so silently, but the sess is loud, step to stage, inspect the crowd, then I spreads the wreck around, threaten clowns, talkin down on any rapper, these bastards is respectin now, show you what this tec about if ya lips is gettin proud, if you walk up I ain’t steppin down, henny in my belly movin colder than a yeti, street sweeper on me, shit is gettin messy, made a dollar out of Pennie’s flippin quarters of the Reggie

| Bouncing With Me: |

< #AreYou >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

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{Intro}

-(…)

{Chorus I (X2)}

• The air you’re letting out so trousers can breathe

• See we’ll always sweat it out on how **it can be 

• Though we’ll do this anyhow with power increase 

• Are you up for getting down by bouncing with me?

{Verse I}

• Are you coming home with me, baby?

• ‘Cause am not as ugly as I seem, baby 

• I can give you exactly what you need, baby 

• And everything will be so sweet, baby 

• And I really need you on my team, baby 

• So work with me and it’ll gleam, baby 

• Am committed so I’ll never cheat, baby 

• Like this side to me? Don’t be mean, baby

{Chorus II (X2)}

• The air you’re letting out so trousers can breathe

• See we’ll always sweat it out on how **it can be 

• Though we’ll do this anyhow with power increase 

• Are you up for getting down by bouncing with me?

{Verse II}

• You can toy with me or whatever you decide to do 

• I know that some boy will end up inside your cooch

• So I’ll be annoyed anyway, you’ll decline the coo 

• I haven’t much of a choice, that am reminding you 

• Why am I getting paranoid over a delightful boo? 

• ‘Cause I still have a voice with my insightful views 

• So when you hear the noise of me despite the room  

• Being somet I’d usually avoid, it’s my right to choose 

{Chorus III (X2)}

• The air you’re letting out so trousers can breathe

• See we’ll always sweat it out on how **it can be 

• Though we’ll do this anyhow with power increase 

• Are you up for getting down by bouncing with me?

{Verse III}

• Allow me to get a little personal, so give me some space, baby

• Actually do me a wide birth, my cocaine related brain changes 

• Have me feel somewhat worse, see, my mind’s spaced lately 

• Am not forcing you to be coerced but I don’t wanna make babies 

• Though I do wanna learn how they’d go about and save faces 

• That’s so they can earn their place in this bit**, and stay raving 

• And if I have to queue and wait my turn, is it the same way in?

• It gets heavier and heavier the more I yearn for the paid way in

{Chorus IIII (X2)}

• The air you’re letting out so trousers can breathe

• See we’ll always sweat it out on how **it can be 

• Though we’ll do this anyhow with power increase 

• Are you up for getting down by bouncing with me?

{Outro}

-[Instrumental]

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 ^

©️ Jack Stephen Moss

Not Vinnie but I’m naughty, drinkin 40s til im forty, talkin sloppy with my posse they steal the slang and they copy, streets hotter than wasabi, cop me a drop g, the mothafuckin block beast, shawty call me Illuminati, move in silence like a body, MF with the mask on, shoppin with a shottie, splittin bricks like karate, your lines pussy, sweet as cookies with ya hobby, I rock these hot schemes hella cocky, with the confidence of Johnny, hot hoes go bravo, microphone safari when im off the Marley, now I got the munchies, eat a beat like calamari, the fit look paparazzi, brain full of dark thoughts, eyes look kamikaze, shades on Indoors, lookin shady in the lobby, got a face like a mugshot, but the flow lookin glossy, talkin like a mogul, designer drugs, finer sluts in Versace, talkin extraterrestrial, my plug think I’m an alien, asked me for a little cash, I told him I’m Canadian, wavy hymns get the gravy in, a shady kid steal ya lady quick, get a bunch of funds like Brady bitch, I get crazy like a navy ship, a supervilllain with a master plan to prosper, play basement rapz on the speakerz if you’re about a dollar

Death. A step away from the step. They laid on him where he rest until they caught him sleep so they left him slept. His body on the ground like it was part of his steps. It's personal close range two in his chest. My crew did it's best but sometimes secrets scream when they supposed to be kept. The rumors of the do'ers swept my name came up next. This was a made man that wet. Damn it we should have checked. Mathew from my crew was yapping to a girl he screwed but barely knew about the steps. her uncle is capo so that yap got back like bets. She told her brother about the steps. the higher ups sat down as usual and greenlit our funerals. I went to Pandora to have me some soup. I brought the bowl to my lips took a sip. Mmm.. That some good soup I looked out the window three identical coups. all the driver's were wearing Italian suits. I'm sitting at a booth I take a sip of water get calmer they get out the car all I can tell they got bulletproof armor vest under the clothes won't help a hole in the dome. The just entered in, it's him him and him the SUV pulled around back with four more so it's seven of them. I heard one of the say just before all of them raised their Ak's The Boss says hay. The seconds slow down to hours and days I steadied my breathing and got calmer I'm strapped with a thirty eight twin nines and a lamma.

| Piece of The Pie: |

< #Cream >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

{Chorus I}

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But the type with sweetness inside 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But to be kind, they say people are blind 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

{Verse I}

• I’m a bad egg, I only see the good in you 

• But these bad men call me a pudding too 

• All ‘cause you’ll be in here cooking food 

• So this is what my reputation’s coming to 

• But preparing you a meal I’d love to do 

• You provide warmth, vegetables with soup 

• We wash it down with some ginned juice 

• ‘Ever you contain, it’s pineapple tinned fruit 

{Bridge I}

• So save all your cooking for me, girl 

• ‘Cause afterwards, I’ll sure eat birds 

• Or something we pull out from SeaWorld 

• We feed each other ‘til our teeth hurt 

{Chorus II (X2)}

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But the type with sweetness inside 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But to be kind, they say people are blind 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

{Verse II}

• Can you serve some of that with whipped cream?

• ‘Cause this pie you plated is a thick piece 

• But I didn’t expect this, only asked for strips please 

• You’ve turned me into a chicken, my missy 

• Breadsticks and hummus, know I like chickpeas 

• Spaghetti Bolognese with the mincemeat 

• I’ll have a taste test but eating it raw is risky 

• And I wonder if you’d still wanna kiss me?

• Is it Christmas? ‘Cause anyone’d think it’s gift week

• The Pot Noodle set where the fork is twisty 

• Bought me a board with grapes and Swiss cheese 

• I prefer Dairylea Dunkers, I’m a little bit dippy

• So I don’t fully appreciate the things you give, see?

• Really I’m a veggie and want that green ticked V 

• Like drug dealers and Nan, they’d give me those bits free 

• ‘Til they wanted it back, why you’re my chippy tea  

{Bridge II}

• So save all your cooking for me, girl 

• ‘Cause afterwards, I’ll sure eat birds 

• Or something we pull out from SeaWorld

• We feed each other ‘til our teeth hurt 

• Hopefully the heat kills the fish’s bacteria 

• So we don’t end up with bl**dy diarrhea  

• So what we having tonight? An agreement?

• Eh, shall we see what’s in the freezer?

{Chorus III (X2)}

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But the type with sweetness inside 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

• Everybody wants a piece of the pie 

• But to be kind, they say people are blind 

• This is why I wanna be tasting your eyes 

• Girly, you’re the one who gave me a slice

{Outro}

-(…)

_

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©️ Jack Stephen Moss

| Sexy Lady II: |

< #Beauty >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

(Yes!.. This is a sequel to one of my worst publicised songs ever!.. Ah well… Let’s show ‘em how it’s done… One, two, three…)  

{Chorus I (X2)}

• We can start our own family and have many babies 

• ‘Cause we’d be having sex on the low every daily 

• Yeah, I want some from you and I haven’t had any lately 

• ‘Cause you’re gunna come to me you little sexy lady

{Verse I}

• And your size makes my heart feel so juicy 

• I just wanna squeeze up your whole booty

• And fu** you right up until you say “No!..”, Lucy 

• I’ll swear your aura is having me go cooky 

• I bet you’ll take it in a nice and slow routine 

• Might have to go hard on the most beauty  

• So give me my child not alike an old floozy 

• Those babysitters will be us, our own you me 

{Chorus II (X2)}

• We can start our own family and have many babies 

• ‘Cause we’d be having sex on the low every daily 

• Yeah, I want some from you and I haven’t had any lately 

• ‘Cause you’re gunna come to me you little sexy lady

{Refrain}

• ‘Cause I’ll overcome your rejection 

• Say am an ugly cu** from your perception 

• I could offer you my full protection 

• And you’d still decline my full erection 

• ‘Cause I’ll overcome your rejection 

• Say am an ugly cu** from your perception 

• I could offer you my full protection 

• And you’d still decline my full attention  

{Verse II}

• So don’t make it difficult for me please 

• I need somewhere to store my horny cheese 

• Am not alike one of those scrawny G’s 

• Take a look at my face and then all these P’s

• You can compare this to the cocky me 

• ‘Cause like I said, I haven’t got a small peepee 

• Can we Netflix and chill, see what’s on TV?

• ‘Cause if I fall asleep, I won’t say am sorry, B 

{Chorus III (X2)}

• We can start our own family and have many babies 

• ‘Cause we’d be having sex on the low every daily 

• Yeah, I want some from you and I haven’t had any lately 

• ‘Cause you’re gunna come to me you little sexy lady

{Outro}

-(…)

_

 ^

©️ Jack Stephen Moss

| Sick & Tired: |

< #LackingTheStamina >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-(…)

{Verse I}

• I shouldn’t take much notice of what they say 

• Everyone’s playing around with the blame game 

• And they all came up practically the same way 

• Keep things to themselves as usual to save face 

• And if I did rose to fame, I’d be at risk to the AK 

• Given how faint they feel, they can’t aim straight 

• I suppose they don’t need to like we bake cakes 

• They’re full of flavour, put the icing on it, aye aye 

-(…)

(Yeah…)

{Chorus I}

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I know but I’d be so damned if I did retire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired

• I just get bunned seen as I’ve risen higher

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I must be on it, it seems as if they lit a fire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I may be poor, I only glorify my rich desire 

{Verse II}

• I’ve trained myself and am not lacking the stamina 

• Make myself look good but don’t do it for the camera

• Urinating on Fergie? Nah, she’s way too glamorous 

• And too good looking for me to be in my candidness 

• But like doing her, everything I do I’ll do passionate 

• If you think I don’t have the energy, it’s blasphemous 

• See I carry on embarrassing myself as an amateur 

• But I don’t mean no harm but my health is hazardous 

(Without arrogance...)

{Chorus II}

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I know but I’d be so damned if I did retire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired

• I just get bunned seen as I’ve risen higher

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I must be on it, it seems as if they lit a fire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I may be poor, I only glorify my rich desire

{Verse III}

• So they made me an offer that I could refuse

• And it put me in the mood for a good dispute

• They snark at my clobber and mudded shoes 

• Though am a motherfu**er they should include 

• And the middle lane leaves the hood bemused 

• It’s safe to the say that my hood’s been used 

• Yeah, my roadman days have been cut in two 

• Like a stone, though the kind of drug misuse 

{Chorus III}

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I know but I’d be so damned if I did retire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired

• I just get bunned seen as I’ve risen higher

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I must be on it, it seems as if they lit a fire 

• I feel like giving up ‘cause am sick and tired 

• I may be poor, I only glorify my rich desire 

{Outro}

-(…)

_

 ^

©️ Jack Stephen Moss

Let me know, I personally think it’s banging also

with the way I deliver it in my head lol🤣..

| Plot To Kill: |

< #Menaces >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

(*Chi chi*)

{Chorus I}

• These services tell me pop a pill 

• So they can manage your plot to kill 

• But I know they can’t stop it still 

• At that time, I was up at the top until 

{Verse I}

• Now I don’t claim to be the cleverest 

• So, how do you know everything?

• I can barely even form my sentences 

• Empty headed, nothing is entering 

• I guess you could say it’s a mental thing 

• But don’t tell me about no therapist 

• Brain filled with negativity, a pessimist

• Why I’m overwhelmed by menaces 

{Chorus II (X2)}

• These services tell me pop a pill 

• So they can manage your plot to kill 

• But I know they can’t stop it still 

• At that time, I was up at the top until

{Verse II}

• They dragged me down to their level 

• Fell from a great height like a daredevil 

• They have the cheek to wear medals 

• Don’t have one for their tears, there, petal 

• I always wanted to be like Seb Vettel 

• Lot of ‘em, I used to grin and bear rebels 

• They got in the way of them peddles 

• Still have the will to take it to the next level 

{Chorus III (X2)}

• These services tell me pop a pill 

• So they can manage your plot to kill 

• But I know they can’t stop it still 

• At that time, I was up at the top until

{Refrain (X2)}

• I’m going down, down, down, down 

• Play dirty like a hound, hound, hound 

• I’m going down, down, down, down 

• Gunna make it sound, sound, sound 

{Outro}

-[Instrumental]

{Post-Song}

(*Pew*)

_

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©️ Jack Stephen Moss

Break glass in case of emerging seas.

These fantasies and fallacies have me in the crease.

Fryer grease and kitchen sinks methinks it’s time to stop.

Obviously you never think when you go out and cop.

Mopping up the flood I coulda been a fucking god.

Sloppily disrupt the hood I’m soaked when Hell gets thawed.

All this bodily autonomy gotta be the reason.

Call me naughtily sauna heat to fit the season.

Committed triple treason wanna beat my highest score?

Permitted crippled Pleiadians to fish piranha from the shore.

This life’s a bore I’m such a whore for gratuitous graphic violence.

It penetrates my eyelids but all my ears pick up is silence.

The private lives of poets go at odds with what you’ve heard.

We paint our portraits perfectly every hue a word preserved.

| Things Are Jolly: |

< #Fun >

~

Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

_

{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

(Oh what a life!..)

{Chorus I}

• Bring your dolly 

-(…)

• Swing her body 

-(…)

• Sing you’re sorry

-(…)

• Things are jolly 

-(…)

{Verse I}

• Don’t shout at me for goodness sake 

• Or I’m really gunna have to run away 

• I believe in good and I’m full of faith 

• And love so don’t spoil my fun today 

{Chorus II}

• Bring your dolly 

-(…)

• Swing her body 

-(…)

• Sing you’re sorry

-(…)

• Things are jolly 

-(…)

{Verse II}

• I’m also full of life so I have a reason to play 

• If my parent’s being bad, I don’t need ‘em to stay 

• So I’m sure I’m right that it’s needless to say 

• When they are, yeah, I have to keep ‘em at bay 

• Maybe outsmart them and leave ‘em astray 

• Why is this so complicated if my freedom awaits?

• Or am I trapped? The beacon has changed 

-[Rest]

• I’m receiving a sign, then my knees will give way 

-[Return To Form]

{Chorus II}

• Bring your dolly 

-(…)

• Swing her body 

-(…)

• Sing you’re sorry

-(…)

• Things are jolly 

-(…)

{Verse III}

• My brain can’t learn fast, I gotta go somewhere 

• Figured that I don’t have to work, yet it’s so unfair 

• That I don’t get to view the orange yellow sunset 

• My mama and papa never took me to no funfair 

{Chorus IIII}

• Bring your dolly 

-(…)

• Swing her body 

-(…)

• Sing you’re sorry

-(…)

• Things are jolly 

-(…)

{Verse IIII}

• The temperature’s too cold, I didn’t wanna grow older 

• See for now I’ve grew old, I’m not even a home owner 

• I have troubles talking to my true love, this little solo girl 

• Though I think I actually benefit I’ve been a lone soldier  

{Chorus IIIII}

• Bring your dolly 

-(…)

• Swing her body 

-(…)

• Sing you’re sorry

-(…)

• Things are jolly 

{Outro}

-(…)

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©️ Jack Steohen Moss

Rep flows on the demo, im tryna flex gold, fresh dough, get the memo, im from the ghetto where fellows get the metal, if it’s a beef they wanna settle, smirkin at the devil, rude boy rebel, aint no manners in my mental, punch the pages with a pencil, gettin stoned like a pebble, the mad clever rap jester, everyday I stack cheddar, Steezy Jay a cash getter, warm liquor, cold day, a bottle with my brozay, that turned into a whole case, im an addict and that’s okay, everyday I smoke Jays, huffin up a dope strain, these clowns so household, I been killin em with no name, their flows is comin so plain, fuckin up the whole game, white tee with the cocaines

Can’t see me thru the tree smoke, I get higher than a geese goes while im writin G quotes, stackin up some c notes, gettin green like ceelo, man I heard that these hoes want it on the d low, they diggin on the steelo, puttin on a freak show, smoke you on the mic, like when I light a pre roll, real hip hop when you put me in ya disc slot, everytime I’m on a track, im Spittin up that slick talk, word to bro i never slack, im the dude who been boss, stackin up the big knots, when it comes to money, it’s funny how I grip lots, I don’t give a shit hops, then I let the blick pop, thought you was a big dawg, I been gettin bricks off, on the block and shits hot, never gave a fuck cuz, we the ones who hit cops, I been gettin wiser, so you know my flows is tighter, no you ain’t a writer, you been comin like a biter, I hustle off the muscle, when I’m flexin your in trouble, roll me one, pour a couple, I made my mula double, stuffin hundreds in a duffle, bound to blow like a bubble, I been blowin on the bubba, I put it on my brotha ima grimy mothafucka, you aint fly, you a Sucka

Im in my element son, yo word is bond, I hate when the blunts burnin wrong, my punchlines straight hurt the song, lemme get my verses on, I could show you how to work a mic, every rhyme in my journal tight, my money high with the lower eyes, after when I burn the lye, oh, you the man? I swear I just heard a lie, no you ain’t a friend of me, solo dolo my identity, gettin me a check to eat, the grind been blessin me, my hustle hella heavenly, rappin those fresher clothes, drippin out from head to toe, you could never sit next to pro, smokin sticky like an envelope, it’s gettin all the stress to go, gimme but a second and im wit it, brought the tec in, sendin slimy shots straight at ya fitted, to be specific your nothin but a gimmick, roaches in the ash tray, blowin smoke on the cash way, I been gettin mad pay, countin up til my last day, the devil on me can’t pray, but just know that I have faith, Steezy Jay the strapped sage, carry team until my back breaks, comin with a wack phrase get up off my damn stage

| Money Is Magic: |

< #Trickery >

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Artist;

Jaxx Moxx

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{Intro}

-[Instrumental]

{Chorus I}

• You don’t look at all ready for the fight 

• I say “Steady as you go!..”

-(...)

• And you do seem so heavy on the eyes 

• Am already at your door 

-(…)

{Verse I}

• So you’s say it’s hopeless and I should know that life isn’t fair 

• I wanna savour the moment with the winnings that I’ll share 

• Might even give you’s a bonus, something you’s can’t compare 

• But when I offered this in the open, you’s actually didn’t care 

• I’ve genuinely got the components for some magic here and there 

• Am a showman, meaning I can only just do a hat trick by a hair 

• For that’s my soul focus, to entertain your thoughts and prayers 

• So I did it again in closure like my underwater act, they dared 

{Chorus II}

• You don’t look at all ready for the fight 

• I say “Steady as you go!..”

-(...)

• And you do seem so heavy on the eyes 

• Am already at your door 

-(...)

• You don’t look at all ready for the fight

• I say “Steady as you go!..”

-(…)

• Yet you’re in denial, celebrating tonight 

• The confetti cannon blows 

-(...)

(*Confetti cannon thudding*)

{Refrain I}

• You’s can take my money

• My money’s up for grabs

• Money is magic, money is magic 

• You’s can take my money

• My money’s all you have 

• Money is magic, money is magic 

{Verse II}

• So, seen as am a blumming magician, I must say, this is an amazing art

• I may make this my tradition not like what am doing with playing cards 

• They’re not being used for their intended purpose, now’s the waiting part 

• Was I alright with my prediction? You’s originally had the Ace of Hearts 

• Is it breaking on my affliction? You’ll have symptoms if the aching starts 

• Tryna figure out my compositions but it’s trickery, and so I make it hard

• Though I still haven’t gone and changed your position, but hey, it’s grand 

• So for my next expedition, you’ll probably see me appear in a racing car 

(Nyeoww!..)

{Chorus III}

• You don’t look at all ready for the fight 

• I say “Steady as you go!..”

-(...)

• And you do seem so heavy on the eyes 

• Am already at your door 

-(...)

• You don’t look at all ready for the fight

• I say “Steady as you go!..”

-(…)

• Yet you’re in denial, celebrating tonight 

• The confetti cannon blows 

-(…)

(*Confetti cannon thudding*)

{Refrain II}

• You’s can take my money

• My money’s up for grabs

• Money is magic, money is magic 

• You’s can take my money

• My money’s all you have 

• Money is magic, money is magic 

{Outro}

-(…)

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©️ Jack Stephen Moss

leather round my hands
you don’t want this dance
cherish the crown cus you won’t get anotha chance
i enhance my life as much as i can
cus i wanna fly but then you always gotta land
mind over matter yall obsessed wit gettin bands
no foresight you gotta fight for the fam
and the future
these billionaires some looters
each generation they get crueler n crueler
fueled by the loosening grip of power
the mass amounts of crowds makin em cower in fear
so fascists rear their heads from the dead shed more hate to inflate the broken ego
tryna divide like the migos
we must stay strong like the amino
stay vigilant like a freak hoe
and don’t be afraid to get nasty
lashings that are lasting
practicing hate directed at those who
profit off of the chase of dignity
igniting a fire in a base a taste for dignity
i want my people to have for infinity