Jontell - P.A.Y.C

You can hear the confidence when I speak
I’m balling in a city not known like Greek freak
My lingo is deep, all these niggas is sheep
I’m the wolf in all black with the chucks on my feet
Rose petals I walk fine, victims get chalked lined
My mind I lost mine
So no one can save me
The world fugazi, fucked up and lazy
I copped a two seater just for me and my lady Y’all caught up in he say she on my dick
Im caught up in he say he got my chips
Dogging you niggas
Never follow you niggas
Won’t stop til I’m worth about jay z figures
You rolling with quitters, hour glass be empty
Don’t waste your life on the drama and titties
Ain’t no hoe up in me, tell them boys come get me
I’ma locksmith, keep the key to the city
Procrastination a curse given from Satan
Abomination be those lazy and hating
You niggas still act stuck on the plantation
Consequences to choices that you be making
Lines I write equivalent to nose candy
Bloody nose for those who can’t hang sadly
A wiz like Bradley, better watch yourself
Pay attention these rhymes can probably help ya health
Sending jewels that blow just like hand grenades
I love you all so take it as a serenade
I seen better dayz, tho I can’t complain
Niggaz dying from cancer, I should be ashamed
Context is deep but I dig deeper
Like 49nr, and I spit ether
Y’all ain’t bout either
Sharp like a cleaver
Tryna get you the ball like a wide receiver
If you broke and comfortable... kill ya self kick this bitch likes gates, where the black belt?
Hope my words felt, enjoy the dam feast
Down to die for a sip like a wildebeest
Procrastination a curse given from Satan
Abomination be those lazy and hating
You niggas still act stuck on the plantation
Consequences to choices that you be making
Ghost of past MCs constantly haunting me
Most these rapper don’t care bout the economy
Too many Niggas thinking that they lottery
Too many hoes thinking that they a wifey
Type of shit the reason why you ain’t like me
Type of shit the reason he wanna fight me
But that ain’t likely
I got god in me
Create change with words, that’s the god in me
Paint pictures , write scriptures, make wizards
Change hearts, kill evil, free people
Vomit words, til terds see that we all equal
Emmit tills, to Trayvon’s, the same song
I’m nat turner, the burner I carry on
Hitting shit like 25, Barry bonds
Come on sing along
Help me pass it on
Teaching youngins to fight, keep your spirit on
Procrastination a curse given from Satan
Abomination be those lazy and hating
You niggas still act stuck on the plantation
Consequences to choices that you be making

Written by:
Jontell Green

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