Euthanasia (Single Version) Lyrics

I jumped out the whip looking for who & what

The narrative change when I'm in your face homie

Smoking cherry soda I just rolled it up

Spittin' Kung fu kicks like the chosen one

Blaze pulled up in Buick century screaming What's The Move

I pulled out a knot of Ben franklin bills & said what we do

Upgrading everything from people, places and shhhh

To having names on plaques establishing place of business

Rip tides, rippin' insides commence the ten times

Strictly KAIOKEN til I'm in Rolex trying to spend time

I never show my cards til I figure out what the others got

Money moves at the parkay, aka the butter spot

When I get bread we eat, that's wheat, while you wonder

Don't come close or I'm pulling heavy shit out like a plunger

& my rhymes like Clarence Williams punching on willie brunder

I'm not saying I'm a hoodlum, but I know bout running numbers

I got you running out of time like escaping prison

Fake guns in videos name your price when it's time to spit em

The hardest part about cover up is the make up

Break your face up & then lace you with euthanasia

I jumped out the whip looking for who & what

The narrative change when I'm in your face homie

Smoking cherry soda I just rolled it up

Spittin' Kung fu kicks like the chosen one

Chop Saki off a brick, I never touched it but I brought it thru

Jungle brought Cookie Kush & a Marvin tape to cough it thru

Imma grab my wife 80 acres & say IT'S ALL FOR YOU

Cuz I been sick of tryna drill hood hoes, they're all for screw

Shook the house with a rhyme, knocking pictures off they're nails

That was the dream back in '16 when I was sitting in a cell

I'll leave holes in ya whip like de-pitting an avocado

Broken glass on pants & head on slant like JOHNNY BRAVO

Blue silk bathrobe, lighting a cigar hold the match low

Knew a couple cats that made stick figures like hasbro

Steppin up moves with the cash now, y'all niggas still class clowns

Weed got me fried on both sides like a hash brown

Changin flows like adjusting your shower head

BOOM! now you're dead, you're eulogies my 16 while I'm 180 on a flower bed

JOEL JUNGLE IS A REALLY GOOD RAPPER

I jumped out the whip looking for who & what

The narrative change when I'm in your face homie

Smoking cherry soda I just rolled it up

Spittin Kung fu kicks like the chosen one