****s on zero Lyrics
| Song | ****s on zero |
| Artist | Form |
| Artist | Mr. J. Medeiros |
| Album | C.W.T (It Comes with the Territory) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jason Christopher Medeiros | |
| 作曲 : Hausmane Jamaleddine/Aksel Bahouche/Adrien Vincent | |
| I roll up on public transport | |
| In a pair of old chucks and a dusty Jansport | |
| And there aint no ****s in there for damn sure | |
| Cus there aint no love for a man who don’t answer to no one | |
| Had no luck with a pair now I’m Logan with that hands that I share | |
| Even if you Shogun I’ma stare like step down “Get your hands in the air” | |
| That’s a slogan aint to quick on the draw are ya | |
| From the Springs when it ring when you Stall R’ya | |
| Sure you know who this is | |
| The most unlikely rapper in the music biz | |
| So take that business in your personals | |
| Cus to me it’s just personal and personal | |
| See I was born with the curse to be adverse | |
| So every time I add a verse it’s verse it all | |
| I got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I’ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I’m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero | |
| You can count on sheep that they aint know this song | |
| So you are now sleeping on the most slept on | |
| I’ma thousand rounds deep see my ammo this long | |
| Thou shall not speak less your MO this strong | |
| Though my press release is a loner with a bong | |
| Who just repeats, “Do you know this song?” | |
| I still left the beat with a flow you can’t form | |
| So rest in peace with the stove left on | |
| Now I’m up over your head like the sheep are nah | |
| I’m up over your head like I’m Steve Jobs nah | |
| I’m up over your head like a Hijab | |
| Now I’m up over your head like I’m Lee Oswald | |
| Awe shit let me see y’all solve | |
| It gets mind blowing when you see all forms | |
| On me, tech, religion, and politics | |
| When you sleep we creep that’ll be your fall | |
| I got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I’ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I’m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero | |
| I am Mr. J. but I aint bout a comic | |
| I aint bout a joker I aint on that star shit | |
| I am on that comet I aint got no cares | |
| Taking out the competition like outta nowhere | |
| Stated by the profits I aint bout to go shares | |
| Hating in the comment section like I’ma go there | |
| Hating is an odd reflection of all your own fears | |
| Just nod, respect, and get your own damn | |
| I’ll body bag a rapper like a burka | |
| I mean the heat from the raps is a burden | |
| Now bow and beg to the burner | |
| Then its bow to the head and the sternum | |
| You don’t believe me well that’s ok | |
| Looks deceive just ask OJ | |
| You look at me and gasp Oh J | |
| I can’t believe that you would act this way | |
| I got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I’ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I’m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my ****s on zero |
| zuo ci : Jason Christopher Medeiros | |
| zuo qu : Hausmane Jamaleddine Aksel Bahouche Adrien Vincent | |
| I roll up on public transport | |
| In a pair of old chucks and a dusty Jansport | |
| And there aint no s in there for damn sure | |
| Cus there aint no love for a man who don' t answer to no one | |
| Had no luck with a pair now I' m Logan with that hands that I share | |
| Even if you Shogun I' ma stare like step down " Get your hands in the air" | |
| That' s a slogan aint to quick on the draw are ya | |
| From the Springs when it ring when you Stall R' ya | |
| Sure you know who this is | |
| The most unlikely rapper in the music biz | |
| So take that business in your personals | |
| Cus to me it' s just personal and personal | |
| See I was born with the curse to be adverse | |
| So every time I add a verse it' s verse it all | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| You can count on sheep that they aint know this song | |
| So you are now sleeping on the most slept on | |
| I' ma thousand rounds deep see my ammo this long | |
| Thou shall not speak less your MO this strong | |
| Though my press release is a loner with a bong | |
| Who just repeats, " Do you know this song?" | |
| I still left the beat with a flow you can' t form | |
| So rest in peace with the stove left on | |
| Now I' m up over your head like the sheep are nah | |
| I' m up over your head like I' m Steve Jobs nah | |
| I' m up over your head like a Hijab | |
| Now I' m up over your head like I' m Lee Oswald | |
| Awe shit let me see y' all solve | |
| It gets mind blowing when you see all forms | |
| On me, tech, religion, and politics | |
| When you sleep we creep that' ll be your fall | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| I am Mr. J. but I aint bout a comic | |
| I aint bout a joker I aint on that star shit | |
| I am on that comet I aint got no cares | |
| Taking out the competition like outta nowhere | |
| Stated by the profits I aint bout to go shares | |
| Hating in the comment section like I' ma go there | |
| Hating is an odd reflection of all your own fears | |
| Just nod, respect, and get your own damn | |
| I' ll body bag a rapper like a burka | |
| I mean the heat from the raps is a burden | |
| Now bow and beg to the burner | |
| Then its bow to the head and the sternum | |
| You don' t believe me well that' s ok | |
| Looks deceive just ask OJ | |
| You look at me and gasp Oh J | |
| I can' t believe that you would act this way | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero |
| zuò cí : Jason Christopher Medeiros | |
| zuò qǔ : Hausmane Jamaleddine Aksel Bahouche Adrien Vincent | |
| I roll up on public transport | |
| In a pair of old chucks and a dusty Jansport | |
| And there aint no s in there for damn sure | |
| Cus there aint no love for a man who don' t answer to no one | |
| Had no luck with a pair now I' m Logan with that hands that I share | |
| Even if you Shogun I' ma stare like step down " Get your hands in the air" | |
| That' s a slogan aint to quick on the draw are ya | |
| From the Springs when it ring when you Stall R' ya | |
| Sure you know who this is | |
| The most unlikely rapper in the music biz | |
| So take that business in your personals | |
| Cus to me it' s just personal and personal | |
| See I was born with the curse to be adverse | |
| So every time I add a verse it' s verse it all | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| You can count on sheep that they aint know this song | |
| So you are now sleeping on the most slept on | |
| I' ma thousand rounds deep see my ammo this long | |
| Thou shall not speak less your MO this strong | |
| Though my press release is a loner with a bong | |
| Who just repeats, " Do you know this song?" | |
| I still left the beat with a flow you can' t form | |
| So rest in peace with the stove left on | |
| Now I' m up over your head like the sheep are nah | |
| I' m up over your head like I' m Steve Jobs nah | |
| I' m up over your head like a Hijab | |
| Now I' m up over your head like I' m Lee Oswald | |
| Awe shit let me see y' all solve | |
| It gets mind blowing when you see all forms | |
| On me, tech, religion, and politics | |
| When you sleep we creep that' ll be your fall | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| I am Mr. J. but I aint bout a comic | |
| I aint bout a joker I aint on that star shit | |
| I am on that comet I aint got no cares | |
| Taking out the competition like outta nowhere | |
| Stated by the profits I aint bout to go shares | |
| Hating in the comment section like I' ma go there | |
| Hating is an odd reflection of all your own fears | |
| Just nod, respect, and get your own damn | |
| I' ll body bag a rapper like a burka | |
| I mean the heat from the raps is a burden | |
| Now bow and beg to the burner | |
| Then its bow to the head and the sternum | |
| You don' t believe me well that' s ok | |
| Looks deceive just ask OJ | |
| You look at me and gasp Oh J | |
| I can' t believe that you would act this way | |
| I got my dial on ten and my s on zero | |
| With the sound coming in like a truck through ya ear holes | |
| Writer dye with the pen I' ma bust on ya heroes | |
| I' m coming around the ben with a puffed out ego | |
| Got my dial on ten and my s on zero |
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