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Jaaaammin'

from Zulu Gestapo by Plebs & Fuckboys

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lyrics

Verse 1: Welcome to your nightclub fix. Leave your house playing this and you'll probably get jumped for it. Flashy motherfucker with the grip on a gift. You can tell I stabbed for the spot where I sit. One poke, two poke, there goes an eye, pay attention. I can stir enough shit like God stirring up a protest. Election election, perfection year, scream at the results until your brain leaves here. All over the place, splattered fate to be safe, I mustered up enough strength to laugh right in your face. Hahahehehe, come on, be meaner. This throw feces at a caricature makes you look like a chimp. I'm not a racist, I just hate a lot said the white guy with a limp and a small cop's cock. Size doesn't matter said a whore for Hillary, and suddenly she felt raped in 11/16.

Chorus: Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I'm in a mind jump-roping with a box of matches floatin', Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I dump them out and feel much, and light them up in tear-ducts, Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I'm in a mind jump-roping with a box of matches floatin', Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I dump them out and feel much, and light them up in tear-ducts.

Verse 2: Why did she play house with mortimer mouse, said the pimp to the cow as he looked up a chicken's blouse. Oh no, what's all this wack random talk, it's like I ate hip hop and shat out its heart. Hey you, I'm not above being random, if there's a bullet just for me then it has to be just as handsome. Did you lose touch with the people you touched? It's nature to be used up like a whore on a party bus.

Chorus: Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I'm in a mind jump-roping with a box of matches floatin', Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I dump them out and feel much, and light them up in tear-ducts, Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I'm in a mind jump-roping with a box of matches floatin', Jaaammin' Jaaammin', I dump them out and feel much, and light them up in tear-ducts.

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from Zulu Gestapo, released November 19, 2016
Instrumental & lyrics composed and performed by Ripdae La Wise

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The Experimental & Noise-Hop brainchild of Ripdae La Wise & Nickk Dropkick

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