J Staebell

I'm the boss

J Staebell
I'm the boss

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02 Mar 2021

I'm so dope Hanging like a ninja Save my raps for later. I get dap and whatever I pull up with a clean. Empty the mind leave it flowin like water Bruce Lee of my generation. Chillin in my own space station. Takin my time I'll. When I rhyme. Sippin soda. Weed grower. Basket case while I'm running my motor. Up in the outer realms Like I'm stepping straight from hell. I ring. The bell. I know my shit won't sell. I raise the bar I'm at the.bar smokin a cigar. I go so hard and I go so far. Stayin up late. Watch the rhymes just play Shredded. Newly endetted to whoever layed tracks before me. Good morning I rise like the sun. Even when I'm under the gun I still know how to have. Fun. On the run I pull up. And cut the lights. Who new everyday would be like a mile Tyson fight. Right to left. I high to death. Play in with the best. Beats. Starfleet. Car keys. Ufos Buckin hoes You know I'm throwed. Low. And behold. I know you know where we're headed. Used to wake up. Dreadin Now I'm. New clothes shreddin I got no. Confessions I was ill at. Birth. Rap till it hurts. Play em in. My. Hearts. God got. Me. I'm. Cocky and ready. Dont. Knock me ready Dont stop me. Im fuckin ready. I'll adrenaline Pumps out my pen again. Embedded in the paper. Fuck all my haters. I'm a g from. The floor to the cielen. You know. How I'm feelin Why you grilling me. I. Already got a felony Stolen. Vehicle. Hang like a isicle. Rhymes trickle out for days. Smokin purple haze. I can be tough gage. Comin out swingin I can hear the bell ring in. But I finished. Dimish these hoes. Take em for a wild ride. Take on any psy. Find my way outta the heat. Every beat of the drum keeps me on my. Feet. I dream. Deep. I move with a slow creep. Leap leap leap. Dont fuck with me The ground is on fire. You see. By my attire. I'm dressed to the vest. It's hot I guess. Laced with illness. I know you. Gonna feel this. Tell this to your grand kids Grandpa saw a bad. Kid. With mad adlibs. Rap this shit and let it hit the net. I'm a mutha fuckin boss. I drive around till I get lost. Sit at your house and get tossed with your mom. I know I'm the. Bomb. Such a travesty You ain't as mad as me. God must love the way I tackle these things. Spit till I have dreams. Let the. Angels sing. Light up and smoke the air I breathe. You. Never know what you might achieve

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I'm so dope Hanging like a ninja Save my raps for later. I get dap and whatever I pull up with a clean. Empty the mind leave it flowin like water Bruce Lee of my generation. Chillin in my own space station. Takin my time I'll. When I rhyme. Sippin soda. Weed grower. Basket case while I'm running my motor. Up in the outer realms Like I'm stepping straight from hell. I ring. The bell. I know my shit won't sell. I raise the bar I'm at the.bar smokin a cigar. I go so hard and I go so far. Stayin up late. Watch the rhymes just play Shredded. Newly endetted to whoever layed tracks before me. Good morning I rise like the sun. Even when I'm under the gun I still know how to have. Fun. On the run I pull up. And cut the lights. Who new everyday would be like a mile Tyson fight. Right to left. I high to death. Play in with the best. Beats. Starfleet. Car keys. Ufos Buckin hoes You know I'm throwed. Low. And behold. I know you know where we're headed. Used to wake up. Dreadin Now I'm. New clothes shreddin I got no. Confessions I was ill at. Birth. Rap till it hurts. Play em in. My. Hearts. God got. Me. I'm. Cocky and ready. Dont. Knock me ready Dont stop me. Im fuckin ready. I'll adrenaline Pumps out my pen again. Embedded in the paper. Fuck all my haters. I'm a g from. The floor to the cielen. You know. How I'm feelin Why you grilling me. I. Already got a felony Stolen. Vehicle. Hang like a isicle. Rhymes trickle out for days. Smokin purple haze. I can be tough gage. Comin out swingin I can hear the bell ring in. But I finished. Dimish these hoes. Take em for a wild ride. Take on any psy. Find my way outta the heat. Every beat of the drum keeps me on my. Feet. I dream. Deep. I move with a slow creep. Leap leap leap. Dont fuck with me The ground is on fire. You see. By my attire. I'm dressed to the vest. It's hot I guess. Laced with illness. I know you. Gonna feel this. Tell this to your grand kids Grandpa saw a bad. Kid. With mad adlibs. Rap this shit and let it hit the net. I'm a mutha fuckin boss. I drive around till I get lost. Sit at your house and get tossed with your mom. I know I'm the. Bomb. Such a travesty You ain't as mad as me. God must love the way I tackle these things. Spit till I have dreams. Let the. Angels sing. Light up and smoke the air I breathe. You. Never know what you might achieve

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