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Ready (feat. Adam Calhoun)

JamWayne

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    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Let's go get this shit
    I kick and flip and rip that bitch
    I beat it up 'bout, and I don't need a master cover this
    I ride for mine for life
    Come Boondock Saints your ass
    And say a prayer for quarters on your eyes
    To pay the reaper take you outta here
    Ain't nothin' 'bout this life is fair
    Got no remorse and I don't care
    Ain't nothin' force this shit
    Comes naturally like the fuckin' beard
    Like supernaturally I'm hеre
    Another casualty is clear
    Causе I be pennin' lines with accuracy
    And you should be aware
    How I'm whippin' up this custard
    This a travesty of justice
    Got 'em mad at me and I ain't even barely scratch the surface
    Just the product of Tupac and DMX and all my brothers
    Who have killed the game before me
    Now it's Jambo motherfuckers

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Whoa! That bass kickin' like a bull
    I've been dealin' with my demons
    Believe me my hands is full
    I've been prayin' not for peace
    But rather be the God of War
    Fuck that shit you sayin'
    I have conversations with the Lord (oh Lord!)
    Grab your armor and a sword
    At your neck like spinal cord
    Time to March like final four
    April comes I let it pour
    May you pray I don't become the man before
    And look around, ain't no welcome mats on the door
    I really lived in a trailer
    Don't think it's cool to just say it
    You try to take your ass to school
    In shitty clothes and explain it
    I've been to prison, you plain if
    I lived the life you just paintin'
    I'm at your neck like I'm stranglin'
    Now what the fuck was you sayin'

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Whoa! That white boy, he got that flow
    Hellcat fast, got extra gold
    Friends got tattoo faces, ain't from Mexico
    Got that gas, Texaco
    Might light a match and let it blow
    And that thing blasts
    All it's leavin' is a big ass exit hole (whoa!)
    Got that dog in me
    Never have the law with me
    Rather call my rowdy friends
    "Many Men" , all 50
    Out here runnin' routs
    Like 4th and all they catchin' felonies
    I ain't sellin' dreams
    Your favorite rapper lie on melodies

    No for me, against the world
    So get it while you livin'
    Stay on ready for whatever's comin'
    Nuclear technician
    Fission products, when I spit
    Initiate a chain reaction
    So much energy released
    I beast and slit your Adam's apple
    Tackle all authorities
    To seek to chain of scuffin' shackles
    When they fuckin' do the same shit
    Crooked coppers, sneaky bastards
    Buckle up, I'm strappin' up and ready
    Get 'em cousin Eddie
    Freddy Krueger when you sleepin'
    Jason Statham when I slay 'em
    Texas Chainsaw Massacre
    We bang into the barn and skin their faces
    Exorcism for you demons
    Put you bitches in your place
    Judgment Day, you get no pity
    Execute, annihilate
    Paint the walls up like Picasso
    Fuckin' dump you in your grave

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie

    Fuck this bitch, I'm ready
    My hitters on ready
    All my guns on ready
    Lock and load, I'm ready
    Pullin' up on ready
    Hoppin' out, I'm ready
    Snatch your life, I'm ready
    At your neck like cousin Eddie


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