Groovin & Gaggin Freestyle Lyrics

You know it's been a really long time

Since I heard jugi rappin'

It's been a really long time

He doesn't really say that much anymore

And its getting kind of um

I feel like maybe he just fell off

You not gonna drop an album bro

What's going on

Yeah

Beast mode

This a heat wave

I'm on before

This the next thing

Where my people

Hear your blessings

You want an album

Cash your checks in

I'm walking through gates

On another dimension

God ain't disappointed

I impressed him

You call to the sky but

I am not the answer to your questions

I am just the messenger

I ain't a cherub I'm a seraphim

Yeah

Be not afraid

That's the name of the sedative

High tolerance yelling

Why

You

Gotta

Be

So

God damn insensitive

Yeah

You got a habit

You making assumptions

Thought it was savage

To act like another

But look in the mirror

Won't see she

Now Who tha one who

O B S E S S E D

Nah

Hope he gets it just as freaky yrah

Don't you even stress

Let this be

I'm just groovin and gaggin

I'm just dirty my boots

You hopped on the wagon

That's enough

Jugi tough

Sugar talk

Burble as he came

He the jabberwock

One two one two and

Through and through

Gallumphing as he leave that's the

Fuckin mood

Callooh, callay the celebration

Lewis Carroll that's the fuckin station

Yeh

Chyeaaaa

Huh yeh

I've been composing

I am the chosen

I've just been world building like I'm mojang

Drop your exetation

Drop your reccendations

You ain't never heard a record like eleven

I might hit you with a revelation

Every time I touch a style I celebrate it

I don't need peace and quiet to meditate

I got wavelengths in my head space

Yeah

I put my methods into everything

And now my magnetism bringing benefits

Polarized I'm a

Needle in a stack of needles with no experience in threading

Poltergeist

I got the key to the lair of my demons

Mmm

If im feelin it

And you bet it

Born in the year of Armageddon

All of my fears are relevant yah

What happens when nothing is left

The dust has settled

and all we can doo is reminisce on reference

Boy are you stupid

I guess, uh

If the shoe fits you use it til the

If the shoe fits you use it

Til the tongue fall out

Blehhss

Shit off my chest

Nugget in a biscuit

Shit on my chest

Fuck you jugi I know you touched my drumset