Wasabi Lyrics – DZ (TJM)
Singer: DZ (TJM)
Title: Wasabi
He is one of the most articulate
One of the most talented
Of the new jazz musicians (FriendlyFire on the beat)
And he brings credit (Trip jacket mafia) to the world of jazz (Yeah friendly you killed this sh#t)
He really is a brilliant musician
Ladies and gentleman (FriendlyFire)
Still they keep bragging, they mismatch it, I detach ’em
I got tentacle limbs, like I was the Kraken
I got impeccable steeze, I do not need practice
Still they keep on bragging, how thеy fugazi their damn status
While I keep at it, the wеight on my back, like I was the Atlus
Final boss of the rap sh#t, I got it tatted
I got it slapping with pen and pad, I’m a damn addict
It got me higher than sh#t that you keep in your attic
Go on a hate it, they call me corny, I couldn’t care
With braided hair while i’m out in public, they all stare
Think i’m causing trouble or something, because they all scared
Judging me for way that I look, they couldn’t prepare
For how I am, to know me they never wanna know
Cause nowadays we rather message on smart phones
Pick apart foes in the mic booth, with my flows
Got ’em hanging onto my joints, like elbows
Talk that they talk, it be toxic, no lie
To tell you the truth I don’t f#ck with these guys
Talk that they talk, it be toxic, no lie
To tell you the truth I don’t f#ck, with you guys
Not a rapper that I hear nowadays making sense
2012 I grabbed a pad and I haven’t stopped since
Jumping on a fad that’ll never make ends meet
Toss ’em to the sharks while we rapping, it’s a frenzy
Tank I got is large and I go until it’s empty
100 times harder like the legs of a centipede
The way we work, we the meanest on planet earth
Jacket some hyenas, defeating these rappers, don’t rehearse
Mafia some gorillas they leaving here in a hearse
Seeing how they switch and they changing up like a purse
Cause they see they couldn’t beat us
At utilising these verbs and nouns
Hold it down, damn I got it shut down
Trip Jacket Mafia, the illest in town
Slip up and I mark ya, yeah, you can ask around
Who the realest with the sound
And it’s me they boutta tell ya, no doubt
Oh sh#t, sorry, sorry
We’re not done, there’s more?
No, it’s a mistake, sorry
Come through i’m a killer with mass intellect
I’m spitting at ’em with bars, they’re so venomous
They try to tell me they hard, but they ain’t doing sh#t
While I ain’t driving no cars, I drive space ships
They so basic, DNA couldn’t trace me
Wavier than the navy on any beat that they play me
No saving me, i’mma let them take me
Taking me to places that darker than what your brain sees
When you sleep at night, incinerate these mics
There ain’t no peace, we fight, and they just all oblige
Governments and rich pricks, don’t know sh#t
They wanna talk about cars, and cool whips
Ain’t one of you guys, i’m cool with
So it don’t come as surprise, when tool hits
And you won’t leave with your life in this bull pit
And i’m just building my mind, no tool kits
He really is a brilliant musician
Ladies and gentleman
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