JFK

[Verse 1: CHRONIC] [Verse 2: JAY] Uh, uh Sus it Of course I’ll bend a beat, more wild energy Motto ever since I was 4 or 5, let it be Sore child tendencies, core file memories Let em think less of me and made a couple enemies Bad thoughts piled but I walked along the mezzanine Everybody tryna source styles that could never be Don’t you ever think that’s it’s a store aisle recipe 'Little bit of this and that'? nah it could never be Tryna be the best to be, something that you never seen Mate I spit fire, throat feeling like I drank a bit of Hennessy Shots leave you laying on the floor like Kennedy Triple entendre and the third one is basically If I ask you if you’re ready then you’d better be And I don’t mean a gun but I’m sending heat Since I met the woman with the warm smile heavenly Been feeling like a new, mmm, sorta like entity Youse are on the bench sitting court side: I be on the court’s side Both carry the rock, but I don’t do amphetamine Nothing of the sort, I already beam I don’t even need a beat I make my own melody Anybody fronting, get em taught like Bellamy The more raw guy with the sauce-like identity I was down but I came back like the Letter V Had to do it twice to get the W, best believe When it comes to your life you’re the centrepiece Third eye balance I brought to life chemically People say the only way I’ll blow is systemically I laugh at that hysterically Living for the better times and my brothers ending beef 'Long as I experience there’ll never be an end to me OM all lined up like an assembly So choose your words wisely if you’re getting me Yeah