BX Freestyle by MJangles Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Born with the X Factor never been a power puff
Soul searchin’ for role certain to bring a crown to us
I watch the throne gold standard has shrouded the
Character whose charisma could make the whole town erupt
Stack it
Proceed to have the other niggas count it up
Know ya self and know ya worth I smother niggas down to the
Insert word here I kick it to third gear and stir fear in whatever sucka niggas you’re near
I roll up
And it’s guaranteed to burn clear
Bitch I told ya
So tell me aye what’s the word dear
Cloud 9 resident I listen to the birds cheer
Fly high the skyline finna incur tears
When I make it rain ayy
Thunderstorm the same day
Call it AA when they accept the things they can’t change
Natural disaster from the classical redactor
Kill ya favorite rapper then tell him to say hello to Casper
Tell me what’s a student to the master
What’s the master to the crafter that created for those that came after
Shepherd leading through the green pastures is I
Projectin’ holy water to where the cancer reside
I don’t answer to ya pride
So far removed from bull try to fathom the divide
Metaphorical matador MJangles in the ride
[Chorus]
See there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Said there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Shit that go around come around oh no
Finna slow it down slow it down so slow
For you niggas so-so
Jangles be dat reaper finna claim yo soul
Foh
[Verse 2]
Don’t blame me they don’t make ‘em like they used to
That’s the shit solemnly callin’ out the doo doo
Life alert
Jangles finna hit ‘em with the new new
Murder on the beat
You niggas just juju
Captain of the fleet
You obsolete like ooVoo
Boo hoo
Another life taken way too soon
Recognize the potential
Immortalize in ya mental
Apologize if I sort of just horrify all ya kinfolk I
Prolly could get used to this
Lyrical gin get ‘em turnt throw some juice to this
And they lookin’ all confused as shit
By how the dude made moves that a bruise ya clique
Well you could YouTube the shits
International audience from here to Budapest
Unlike 70% of rap I never mumbled to fucking move the kids
What a resume
Feelin’ extra fresh today
Eighty pieced the home team nigga fuck a referee
[Chorus]
See there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Said there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Shit that go around come around oh no
Finna slow it down slow it down so slow
For you niggas so-so
Jangles be dat reaper finna claim yo soul
Foh
Born with the X Factor never been a power puff
Soul searchin’ for role certain to bring a crown to us
I watch the throne gold standard has shrouded the
Character whose charisma could make the whole town erupt
Stack it
Proceed to have the other niggas count it up
Know ya self and know ya worth I smother niggas down to the
Insert word here I kick it to third gear and stir fear in whatever sucka niggas you’re near
I roll up
And it’s guaranteed to burn clear
Bitch I told ya
So tell me aye what’s the word dear
Cloud 9 resident I listen to the birds cheer
Fly high the skyline finna incur tears
When I make it rain ayy
Thunderstorm the same day
Call it AA when they accept the things they can’t change
Natural disaster from the classical redactor
Kill ya favorite rapper then tell him to say hello to Casper
Tell me what’s a student to the master
What’s the master to the crafter that created for those that came after
Shepherd leading through the green pastures is I
Projectin’ holy water to where the cancer reside
I don’t answer to ya pride
So far removed from bull try to fathom the divide
Metaphorical matador MJangles in the ride
[Chorus]
See there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Said there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Shit that go around come around oh no
Finna slow it down slow it down so slow
For you niggas so-so
Jangles be dat reaper finna claim yo soul
Foh
[Verse 2]
Don’t blame me they don’t make ‘em like they used to
That’s the shit solemnly callin’ out the doo doo
Life alert
Jangles finna hit ‘em with the new new
Murder on the beat
You niggas just juju
Captain of the fleet
You obsolete like ooVoo
Boo hoo
Another life taken way too soon
Recognize the potential
Immortalize in ya mental
Apologize if I sort of just horrify all ya kinfolk I
Prolly could get used to this
Lyrical gin get ‘em turnt throw some juice to this
And they lookin’ all confused as shit
By how the dude made moves that a bruise ya clique
Well you could YouTube the shits
International audience from here to Budapest
Unlike 70% of rap I never mumbled to fucking move the kids
What a resume
Feelin’ extra fresh today
Eighty pieced the home team nigga fuck a referee
[Chorus]
See there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Said there’s a quid
Pro quo
And some a y’all just don’t know
Shit that go around come around oh no
Finna slow it down slow it down so slow
For you niggas so-so
Jangles be dat reaper finna claim yo soul
Foh