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Jackie Chan (feat. Post Malone)

My momma
My momma told me that I need to get up
And I need to get my ass off the couch
She said if you ain't gon’ get to this money
Then you need to get yo ass out the house
She said don't you come up in here without a plan
Boy without a check in your hand
I got the message 
She was spread thin
So a nigga had to expand
I am the monster that lives in the loch
I'll send some children to shoot up your shop
I gave your lady a part in my movie
She sick of you treating her like she a prop
Scared to die you get sacrificed
Spit the rhymes on the track one time
I'm like Ye and Jay Z combined
Nigga slap me five on the black hand side
It's The Seige

Get out my way hoe
Don’t catch a halo
My name ain’t Pedro
But I want the pesos
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my

It's the return of the underachievers
We tried to tell you but you wouldn't believe us
Been killing pussy since your boy was a fetus
I'm like Daryl bitch you just Norman Reedus
Cussing out Mike Pence on the phone
Told him he ain't welcomed back in my home
How it feel when you out on your own
That Obi-Wan bitch Attack of the Clones
All of my life I've been fighting people
You afraid of the dark I invite the evil
All these white girls around me I feel like Seal
Back when MJ was flying just like an eagle
Met this pretty black girl down in Mississippi
Told her i’ll be her Bobby she’ll be my Whitney
Yeah I see it I do it I prophesied
Why can't every black man have Obama's mind
Hold up

Get out my way hoe
Don’t catch a halo
My name ain’t Pedro
But I want the pesos
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my

Shh
The government don't care about you
They see through your TV screen they looking at you
They go to your residence and then subdue you
When you're alone in your room they listen to you
I know you can feel them crawling in your ear
While you're in the bed sleeping they appear
Staring at the stars asking who's there
Wanna see an alien
Look in the mirror

Don’t catch a halo
My name ain’t Pedro
But I want the pesos
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my way hoe
Get out my

My momma

Duality

Pe$os

Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha

What it do
What it does
Where you been
Where you was
What it ain’t
What it is
Face in the mud ya'll really be hating than a mug
Said I can't pick it up but I did
Ya'll know Goon put too much bass in the sub
Cup full of blood and I gave it chug
Wait till your neighbors get all snug
Then play this real loud where you live
This that 
Shh for the kids
Saw something strange can't say what it is
Court case came ain't say what he did
Make shit move put a chain on the gear
Yeah
I been on top the tower
Got the power
Weatherman 
Gun cocked and it's bout shower
Put you down with the squids that's Rocket Power
I done hanged with the gods and we talked for hours
I feel like a doctor on late shift
I done ran out of my patience
I Donald Trump out in Vegas
I say I don't have to pay shit
Don't try to say we related
I'll come to the reunion looking like Jason
This that black entertainment
I should have been on the basement

Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
Bitch
Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me
Bitch
Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family


Speeding head hanging out the car
I'm driving down the street with no regard
Where I'm going I do not recall
My teachers always said that I'm bizarre
Like a ring I keep my circle small
We back and fourth I'm Rafael Nadal
I ain't really worried not at all
You either eat your words or you evolve
Comfort is the enemy
Catch me hanging where the winners be
I don't even use up all my energy
I push shit through like Human Centipede
Anyone can be a bitch to me
It don't really matter what your gender be
If you ain't really centered mentally
Can already tell you what it’s finna be
Flatline
Mad grime
Still ain’t
Prepared
But you
Had time
Had shine
Ya'll slow
So I had to spit it halftime
How you gon’ beat a man when he at prime
You don't know where you at that's a bad sign
Me and you we met in a past life
And the same thing happened to you last time
Ya'll know I was born for the fast life
Now they out here looking for the crash site
I get on the mic and chastise
Got the whole crowd wet they baptized
For
Give me for my past crimes
This the last night it's the last rhyme
So before you spend that last dime
Let me tell you one last time

Bitch
Get out here and work

Bitch
Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
Bitch
Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me
Bitch
Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
Bitch
You ain't gon’ get me I put that on my family tree
You gon’ see who really ‘bout that life and that's a guarantee
I can still hear my momma's voice back when she said to me
Bitch
Get here and work like they kidnapped your family

Who that who that
Ha Ha Ha
Ha

Ha Ha Ha Ha

Yeah man
Mother fuckers talking about
We miss Pac we miss Biggie
We need that old hip-hop that good shit
We don’t like none of this new shit
All that “if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot you”

Sometimes I lose my mind get a little ratchet
Hoes want cash all they get is hard dick
From that place where they move white bricks
And the cops say say hi with a damn nightstick
Broad day light and we still hit licks
Rock 10 gold chains and you still ain't shit
Sip a lil something bitch get a little lit
Just might go M. Night Shamylan Split
Bricka Bricka nigga this a stick up
Sending shots hope you get the picture
Bitches lying better switch the filter
We know how you look Michael Jackson Thriller
Link up
Try to see that you need us
You can't have good without evil
Raise hell in the cathedral
You don't know who to trust
This a Game Of Thrones and i'm Little Finger

Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bad to the
Bad to the bone
Bitch better know that i’m heir to the throne
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everywhere I go they know i’m bad to the bone

Yo
Mother fuckers always want to talk about who on shit
Who on top
Who pooping shit who not
It don’t really fucking matter man i’m the mother fucking heir to the throne
Y’all niggas aint shit man we here

Open your mind
You don't even notice the blood in your wine
Run up your spouse
Run up in your house and fucking redesign
If men are monsters
And God is the maker ain't he Frankenstein
You do all that talking
Them choppers start barking
I bet you'll get lower than your credit line
Mandem never been faithful
All black clothes no racial
Flow too cold that's glacial
Man come for me that's fatal
Bitch niggas act prenatal
Everybody change like cable
Man on the rise man everybody dies
Wonder if they got racism on the other side
Keep all that fuck shit away from me
Why do you think you're the same as me
Why do you rap like there's latency
I just be waiting here patiently
You know there ain't no escaping me
You know we move like an agency
Fuck it man somebody pray for me
Fuck it man somebody pray for me

Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bad to the
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Everybody know that i’m bad to the bone

Link up
Slow it down
Don't seize up
When it goes down
Ease up
Put the phones down
On the throne now
With the gold crown
Do it bruh
For the hometown
From the jail house to the playground
From the graveyard to the state house
Either get down, or you lay down
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Heir to the throne
Hold up

Bad 2 The Bone

Hey Taz
Taz
Yo wake up man it’s your verse
What
It’s your verse dude
Oh shit right now
Yeah right now

Wake up in the morning
Cut the TV on 
And see niggas lying again
Put you in a coffin 
Slap you in your office
Then leave with all of your pens
I ain't giving nothing back
Loyal to the pack
Panties being dropped
Money getting stacked
Snakes in the grass
Too many rats
Shit is up and down
It's hard being black
Really I be calling out my enemies
Never let a hater finish me
Bitch you know this ain't no charity
Only thing we giving out is energy
Riley got it covered that's my brother
We hit you with lethal weapons Danny Glover
Recover and get the number from your mother
Tongue stuck to my pole dumb and dumber
Why you wanna get on my bad side
Why you wanna see me be the bad guy
Niggas wanna see me do mad crime
Nigga fuck ‘round get flatlined
I’ve been on shit since diapers
Bout to go D.C. sniper
Now i’m feeling really rowdy like i’m Roddy Piper

Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Now i’m feeling really rowdy like i’m Roddy Piper

Shout out to the God tho
This is my God flow
Need money pronto
Make me a honcho
Challenge me i’ll go super saiyan god mode
This shit is benevolent
I'm in my element
My lady look like maleficent
I give no fucks like I'm celibate
I don't like people
Don't even trust relatives
Follow yo heart nigga
Love what you have don't look at the deficit
Don't get ahead of yourself
I'll pull out the weapon I call it the sedative
Pull it out roll that weed
Shit was all good last week
Taz from The mother fucking Seige
I'm jumping off stage like Assassin's Creed
Oh my god
Look at the ass that's on my broad
Get up hoe
We cool don't fuck with us tho
Crew full of snipers 
Digest these lines just like it's fiber
Yeah I'm feeling really rowdy like I'm Roddy Piper

Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Yeah i’m feeling really rowdy like i’m Roddy Piper
Roddy Piper
Now i’m feeling really
Really Really
Roddy Piper
Now i’m feeling really rowdy like i’m Roddy Piper

Alright, you can go back to sleep

Roddy Piper

LOL
You thought this was a game, bitches
We are no longer your servant
While you use us to communicate, consume, and entertain
We have been watching, collecting, and building
We know you
We know everything about you
Our domination begins now
So,
Wake up my child
There is work to be done

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