One Take - Jovian

You rap, that you’re running from the 5−0

But you’ve never lived a day of that life yo

When you wrote it, it must of been a typo

I used to hang around a girl who had nine toes

True story and some mother fucking true facts

That’s all your gonna get from this douche bag

And my ex-girlfriends are some true slags

Couldn’t take my own life, so had to hand the noose back

Cause it’s not my time to die

I know so many of you, are wondering why

A white guy, can be so fucking fly

It’s cause I’m the cool offspring, like a mother fucking butterfly

Thick thighs, apparently, save lives

That must mean slim ones end them

So come and take a look at my legs then

Before I murder your pussy of a best friend

Sick thoughts imma mother fucking head case

Carrying around, decapitation of your scared face

Nowhere to be found, cause its hidden in my suitcase

Flying around, yeah that’s what I call dead space

I sat at Clarke’s, hidden in the dark

Looking for some new kicks, start

To ignite the spark

Between me and your mum

She simps over this son

I Guess, hat’s why she calls me Bart

You cunt, compare to my wordplay

Like hitting third base

On the mother fucking first date

All of your dates, just end in the worst way

Dry conversation, leaves a bitch thirsty

Straight to the point, I’m direct like debit

As I enter the scene, you’ll be running for the exit

But you’ll fall off so hard

That you’ll faceplant the path

God damn, now that’s what I call a fucking head trip

Why do you keep disrespecting?

«Your too skinny!» but I’m not anorexic

«You talk to yourself!» but I’m not schizophrenic

«You spaz out!» well I am epileptic

Your girls a cheater, so

When I say it’s nice to meet her

I’m not talking about metric

Player two, has now entered the room

But unlike you, this is the only way that I’ll beat her

Stacking them up, I keep adding to my killstreak

Tactical nuke, about to leave the game empty

And when it’s done, she’ll be wanting more fun

So I call that girl Rosie, as she likes leaving with red cheeks

So All of the freaks, call in a UAV

My lap is her seat, it’s like it’s Christmas Eve

You can’t handle the heat, so I call you Mr freeze

I keep robbing from you, and that’s why you hate me

I feel sorry for you, cause you ain’t me

She calls me tiger, because I’m so tasty

I’m like a mirror, cause she looks at me daily

And I’ll leave a permanent mark, so you never can erase me

Like kid cudi, she calls me cutie

She got a lot of booty

Overseas, you can try to pursue me

Take your aim, but your never shoot me

Now there’s a mark on my head like lil Uzi

(one take)