"The Killing Blow II" lyrics
This is the master at work
Man I'm a master for sure
Massacres happen whenever Jerome gets to rapping
These rappers neck snapping for sure
The fact that these garbage ass artists are popping and I'm not is fucking just sad and absurd
It's time that I murder inflict so much damage with words
You bastards are finna get murked
This ain't a game
Understand playtime is over
Time that I really take over
You fakes are the same
Ya'll make the same music over
I really can't take it no longer
I'm in my own lane
Bitch, I am so versatile
They can not fuck with my style
They can not put me inside of a box cus dammit I rock
I float like the Nile hold up
Motherfuckers better recognize
Step aside cus I'm about to show my devil side be terrified
Kept it real na I never lied
I specialize in killing instrumentals
I been steady riding with all the ones who hold me down
All the ones who got my back
Man fuck these snakes
Back when I didn't have fans motherfucker tell me where was ya'll at
Back on the come up with me and momma was living on Salem struggling to make those payments
I was in the studio working for certain
Mastering music that's the reason I'm in all these playlists
Damn I'm famous
Sike but imma get there
Fourteen realized ain't shit fair
Nineteen heartbroken wrote This Fear
Now I'm getting everything I want
I don't wish here
You too lazy you too focused on the fuck shit
You too boring and you stand up on some sun shit
Jerome a star I'm shining like the sun bitch
They been looking for the real looky who the plug is
Ayy Syndrome on the beat so it's heat dog
Your shawty got me on repeat dog
Mad hardy how I delete ya'll
Ya'll be acting big but your buzz petite dog
Boys Don't Cry album of the year
Don't agree your hearing isn't there
Don't you understand that bitch I'm rare
Not a soul on earth that can compare
Walk inside I can not help but stare
Nowadays these people wanna share
Make the pussy tap like I'm Ric Flair
Soon I know I'll be a millionaire
I made it on my own fuck a hand out
Designer on me everywhere I go I stand out
Fly to Honolulu get a tan now
Got a problem with me that's a fucking man down
Mack Miller shit bitch I want a hundred grand
So fly so fly I can't fucking land
I hear em talking shit but fuck it I ain't even mad
Cus people love to hate on shit that they don't understand
Bitch, I just drown in the sauce
If you ever did me dirty best believe I ain't forgot
I'm still rolling with my day ones breaking hearts and stealing thots
I treat this game just like a shawty I just want the top
Ayy this The Killing Blow part dos
Ayy disgusting the money I gross
Ayy the album is bout to explode
I hope that you ready the year of Jerome
This is the year of Jerome
Man I'm a master for sure
Massacres happen whenever Jerome gets to rapping
These rappers neck snapping for sure
The fact that these garbage ass artists are popping and I'm not is fucking just sad and absurd
It's time that I murder inflict so much damage with words
You bastards are finna get murked
This ain't a game
Understand playtime is over
Time that I really take over
You fakes are the same
Ya'll make the same music over
I really can't take it no longer
I'm in my own lane
Bitch, I am so versatile
They can not fuck with my style
They can not put me inside of a box cus dammit I rock
I float like the Nile hold up
Motherfuckers better recognize
Step aside cus I'm about to show my devil side be terrified
Kept it real na I never lied
I specialize in killing instrumentals
I been steady riding with all the ones who hold me down
All the ones who got my back
Man fuck these snakes
Back when I didn't have fans motherfucker tell me where was ya'll at
Back on the come up with me and momma was living on Salem struggling to make those payments
I was in the studio working for certain
Mastering music that's the reason I'm in all these playlists
Damn I'm famous
Sike but imma get there
Fourteen realized ain't shit fair
Nineteen heartbroken wrote This Fear
Now I'm getting everything I want
I don't wish here
You too lazy you too focused on the fuck shit
You too boring and you stand up on some sun shit
Jerome a star I'm shining like the sun bitch
They been looking for the real looky who the plug is
Ayy Syndrome on the beat so it's heat dog
Your shawty got me on repeat dog
Mad hardy how I delete ya'll
Ya'll be acting big but your buzz petite dog
Boys Don't Cry album of the year
Don't agree your hearing isn't there
Don't you understand that bitch I'm rare
Not a soul on earth that can compare
Walk inside I can not help but stare
Nowadays these people wanna share
Make the pussy tap like I'm Ric Flair
Soon I know I'll be a millionaire
I made it on my own fuck a hand out
Designer on me everywhere I go I stand out
Fly to Honolulu get a tan now
Got a problem with me that's a fucking man down
Mack Miller shit bitch I want a hundred grand
So fly so fly I can't fucking land
I hear em talking shit but fuck it I ain't even mad
Cus people love to hate on shit that they don't understand
Bitch, I just drown in the sauce
If you ever did me dirty best believe I ain't forgot
I'm still rolling with my day ones breaking hearts and stealing thots
I treat this game just like a shawty I just want the top
Ayy this The Killing Blow part dos
Ayy disgusting the money I gross
Ayy the album is bout to explode
I hope that you ready the year of Jerome
This is the year of Jerome
