Jburroughs - How You Do It J Lyrics

I got a wicked little way I like to form my verses
Crank crank a fire beat and watch shit start emerging swerving

I be in my own lane
Pen Penning with my pimp cane
Beats be Uber insane
Make Make me up my lyric game

Muses be amusing
But sometimes they keep it quiet man
When they come alive
Then my Barz be so amazing man

Watch me talk that Ill shit
But I won't get to stupid with it
Old heads be the realist
Coined that and now your grooving to it

Psych I'm an illusionist
Psych I am a liar
Psych I am your therapist
No psych I'll take you higher

Catch me on this rhyming
I'll perform at all your shows
Then real life starts air climbing
Now the shows are out the door

Done brought a spot
Ce Center stage
This This is all you know
Them shadows always hounding you
They Staring down your nose

Let's go

This is my time to shine
Can you see me

How smooth I moved in on em
Took back seats we are here on em
Watch ya girl
I appeal on em
Charm and swag to surreal for em

She got personality
But cracked around the seams
F*ck it
She super creative
She can't keep it in her jeans

Supreme

Got Tre to finally create this beat
I'm lyrical
And now no one can penetrate
We forming this pentacle
Don't be cynical
I'm taking you to class
Don't be typical
Or you won't get the bag
This my reality
Like a two piece for a hungry beast
This my soliloquy
I'm the recipe he supplies the heat.