Onomatopiea Lyrics

Turn the fucking tape recorders on

You don't wanna miss a Jorden song

Everybody steady copying my flow I guess it's rubbing off like Cortizone

Damn, damn, wouldn't want to be ya

Bam! Bam! Onomatopiea

I can hit you in the AM but I'm better in the PM

They sleeping on me, got Zs in the air

It's getting hot 'cus JB's in the air

If you want a feat

Then you better say please

Better get on yo knees

Better bleed when you there

Bitch! I'm too special

Only this good 'cus my head's not level

Made it out the hood 'cus the bread got settled

If you're calling me wack, you the mf kettle

Bitch

(Huh)

That would make me the pot

Look at all the shit I got

(Bitch)

I'ma make it to the top, hold up

(Aye)

Hold up, Watch

(Aye)

I was looking at my watch

(Aye)

She was looking at my crotch

(Aye)

Told 'em turn me up a notch

(Aye, Ooh)

I can't hear myself

Only other man I fear is myself

Only other thing I fear is that wealth

'Cus when you get a hand, it deteriorates health (Uh)

Turn the fucking tape recorders on

You don't want to miss a Jorden song

Everybody steady copying my flow I guess it's rubbing off like Cortizone

Damn, damn, wouldn't wanna be ya

Bam! Bam! Onomatopiea

I can hit you in the AM but I'm better in the PM

Wake up, go in all day

Got the whole rap game on my dinner plate

Never take a fucking L, 'cus I win all day

Signed up for the league but I can not play

'Cus

I'm serious

Y'all delirious

Fucking "RaP gAmE sHmAp GaMe"

God, I'm furious

Got a brand new city, make me broad and curious

I'm the top dog, every one of y'all inferiors bitch

Too smooth on any damn

Killing all y'all while pretty and sweet

Heard yo song it was pretty damn weak

And my girl said you was pretty damn bleak

(Bitch)

Turn the fucking tape recorders on

You don't want to miss a Jorden song

Everybody steady copying my flow I guess it's rubbing off like Cortizone

Damn, damn, wouldn't wanna be ya

Bam! Bam! Onomatopiea

I can hit you in the AM but I'm better in the PM