Josh A, Iamjakehill — Nuketown

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I can tell the way you looking at me bitch you think I ain’t shit
Run up on me bitch I grip that clip and leave that face spl-
(random kids screaming about trickshots)

First things first fuck an intro aye
Got the shit that make you cock, lock and aim
Get your greasy ass hands off my name
If I see you talk down put the work like-
Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down
I’ll be riding through my town
Got more hits than Tumblr genders
High rise get 22’s like Bender
Got a lot to say, I’m out here getting paid
I stunt on my rivals like my name Amadeus
Heart broke once, said never again
Only regret: never got revenge
Haven’t done shows my fans like «when?»
Only doing those when they’re sell out events

Try to hold it down, man I try to hold it down
I’ve been all around, man I’ve been all around
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Try to hold it down, man I try to hold it down
I’ve been all around, man I’ve been all around
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Reminisce on Nuketown, bout to cock and aim

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I can tell the way you looking at me bitch you think I ain’t shit
Run up on me bitch I grip that clip and leave that face split
Sick of all these evil people bout to leave ’em nameless
Laughing at you while you beg forgiveness bitch you ain’t shit
Run from the gun I’ve been looking for blood
Slumped up when I’m pumped up click clack done
Pray, devil came and opened the gates
Don’t run away when I spray hope you’re good with the faith
Annihilation face the devastation, the satisfaction from the automatic
Run up on me gonna get a little problematic
When I pop the top can never get me to stop
I drop bombs on these streets they can’t handle the heat
I’m taking over like a motherfucking king hear the sirens sing
The violence raining terror on this silent era
I can tell the way you looking at me bitch you think I ain’t shit
Run up on me bitch I grip that clip and leave that face split
Sick of all these evil people bout to leave ’em nameless
Laughing at you while you beg forgiveness bitch you ain’t shit

Try to hold it down, man I try to hold it down
I’ve been all around, man I’ve been all around
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Try to hold it down, man I try to hold it down
I’ve been all around, man I’ve been all around
Reminisce on Nuketown, swear those were the days
Reminisce on Nuketown, bout to cock and aim