Alive Lookin (Explicit)歌词-Baljeet The Great

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Look Alive (Remix|Explicit) - Jok'1 Le Chef

Lyrics by：Joyner Lucas

All you a lie

N***a I ain't ever been a yes-man

All you gonna die you can get murdered on webcam

I don't get tired sweat through a headband

You might look alive

That's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man

This is God's plan someone stop me

I've been sent here from Illuminati

Evil scriptures written on my body

Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari

Don't be tryin' to put your ******* arm around me

44 shots traumatizin' from the .45 hit 44 more

Carbon copies say you kamikazes

That's for e'rybody

Mama Poppy

Sister Brother Cousin Uncle Auntie

This is not Versace this is hot hibachi

This is Hiroshima this is Nagasaki

I'm Mahatma Gandhi a ******* humanoid Anunnaki

With plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty

Better use your manners when you talk about me

Ain't too hard to find me

I've been killin' n***as still ain't nothin' left though

Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat

Spanish ***** that wanna give me besos

They must've forgot I was next up

Speed out your crib right after I clean out your ****

And then put all of your ******* money in a escrow

**** what you sayin'

I'm not the one that you play with

I think they really mistaken I wasn't next up

You thought wrong and you all gone all done

I just might bring back Don Juan

I just might bring back Sean John

Tell P Diddy that I'm on one

I'ma beat it down with a Du-Rag

P***y ate out that's a PopCon

If I don't **** with you that's too bad

God d**n

Ho you played out like the thong song

Ain't no bygones bein' bygones

I should murder n***as when I buy guns

Ho you get stretched like Nylon

This is my band I'm Dylon

All I wanna do is just drop bombs

On you cheerleadin' n***as with the pom-poms

My Jamaican ***** got socks on

Every time I hit it she be like "wagwan"

Peter Piper picked a pepper and I picked the pressure

Pick a fight I pick a side

I put you on a stretcher

Peter Piper picked up a nine I put it together

Started poppin' at the people

They 'bout to meet the Beretta

Better meet the metal I'ma need a Fujita to measure

Put you deeper than what's deeper the sea or the desert

I've been schemin' while I'm creepin'

Like fifty feet to the Jetta

N***as speed and hit the pedal

I put my feet in the metal

God d**n

508 all on my side they gon' ride they gon' ride

N***a this a homicide oh my god oh my god

I said I was gon' retire ***** I lied ***** I lied

I ain't got no ******* job this my life this my wait

All of y'all wishy and washy

All y'all my kids in a car seat

I take my dime to hibachi we do 69 like Tekashi

Lyin' in the sand too much time in your hands

I think I need to find you a hobby

God got a plan hope that God hold your hand

I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body

Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G ****

And I'm comin' back to get even

I went on tour and got paid now I'm back in the region

I let off this mac for no reason

You are now witnessin' greatness

I'm practically preachin' and this is the passion of Jesus

And all you basic ************ are lackin' achievement

And I've just been laughin' and geekin'

Back to business I got mad intentions

I ain't perfect I done made some bad decisions

But it's competition I'm a savage winnin'

You can have the digits I'm a mathematician

I don't see you n***as I've been lackin' vision

You've been actin' different I've been actin' distant

I'ma do some **** to bring me mad attention

You gon' do some ****

That send me back to prison whoa

This is uncomfortable

You just keep puttin' your feet in a fire

I think my gun got a crush on you boy

You 'bout to meet your secret admirer

How you do **** you don't wanna do

I do that **** just to keep me inspired

I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to

Now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her woo

Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em

Put that ************* smoke up on 'em with that holy water

Joyner Lucas I'm a holy mona leader motor runnin'

Man too many n***as know about it but I thought about it

Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the mornin'

But I gotta show 'em what it's all about

And I'ma call 'em out

I ain't that n***a you could talk about

You better calm it down

Don't be tryna give me the runaround

I'ma shut 'em down god d**n wait

508 all on my side they gon' ride they gon' ride

N***a this a homicide oh my god oh my god

I said I was gon' retire ***** I lied ***** I lied

I ain't got no ******* job this my life this my

This is God's plan someone stop me

I was sent here from Illuminati

Evil scriptures written on my body

Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati

Don't be tryna put your ******* arm around me

Bring the drama it ain't hard to find me

This a lucid dream this a out-of-body

UFO flyin' while I'm ridin' shotty

I'm a ninja pull up on a Kawasaki

187 on the cops behind me

This is Hiroshima this is Nagasaki

I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati god d**n

Now call me Papi

Plenty hammers when I'm ridin' shotty

Better use your manners when you talk about me

It ain't hard to find me ************

My name Joyner