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Joss - Newsweek (feat. Pyeatt) Lyrics



Joss - Newsweek (feat. Pyeatt) Lyrics




(Danny on the beat)

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Man, how many times I gotta go over this?
My bars are so pristine, and your's are so odorous
If you try to beef with me, you'll disappear like a sorcerous
I got this shit locked down, tighter than a fortress
I get it, if you don't like my shit, but that don't mean you can talk bad about it
Behind my back, you got bars? I doubt it
Cause I got this f*cking rap game surrounded
Got so many hits, can't even count it
You know I'm gonna make it, no way around it
You stole all your lyrics, so now you is just grounded
Every venue, you know I leave em astounded
Every other rapper, leave em dumbfounded, aye
This ain't so simple, cause I'm not always talking 'bout new bendos
But just like music, I can go crescendo
I just thought I should let all of them know
I want that old money, just like Nintendo, yuh
I'm a dual threat, like I was playing akimbo

(Danny on the beat)

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

(Danny on the track boy)

You're so rude, to think I don't flow, you're tofu
Compared to me, yo shit is sounding so old school
Stick to the code, dude, otherwise you'll get blown through, aye
Every bar I be saying, you know they so true
Better watch out if you come stepping to me
Cause I spit fire, beware the trajectory
All these rappers getting sex change vasectomies
Got so many bars they could be protecting me
Man this shit is so lethal, the way I murder these beats, it shouldn't be legal
Im bouta make it out like I was a fetal
This the intro, you couldn't handle the sequel

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me

I don't think that they get it, oh
I don't think that you have it, oh

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Yeah

I don't why they try to do this
Why do they think they better than me? Yuh
I'm 17 out here doing this shit
Ross across the room, yuh

(Ha ha, yuh! F*ck it)
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(Danny on the beat)

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Man, how many times I gotta go over this?
My bars are so pristine, and your's are so odorous
If you try to beef with me, you'll disappear like a sorcerous
I got this shit locked down, tighter than a fortress
I get it, if you don't like my shit, but that don't mean you can talk bad about it
Behind my back, you got bars? I doubt it
Cause I got this f*cking rap game surrounded
Got so many hits, can't even count it
You know I'm gonna make it, no way around it
You stole all your lyrics, so now you is just grounded
Every venue, you know I leave em astounded
Every other rapper, leave em dumbfounded, aye
This ain't so simple, cause I'm not always talking 'bout new bendos
But just like music, I can go crescendo
I just thought I should let all of them know
I want that old money, just like Nintendo, yuh
I'm a dual threat, like I was playing akimbo

(Danny on the beat)

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Do you see these people tryna accuse me?
Of being wack, but these lyrics I got profusely

(Danny on the track boy)

You're so rude, to think I don't flow, you're tofu
Compared to me, yo shit is sounding so old school
Stick to the code, dude, otherwise you'll get blown through, aye
Every bar I be saying, you know they so true
Better watch out if you come stepping to me
Cause I spit fire, beware the trajectory
All these rappers getting sex change vasectomies
Got so many bars they could be protecting me
Man this shit is so lethal, the way I murder these beats, it shouldn't be legal
Im bouta make it out like I was a fetal
This the intro, you couldn't handle the sequel

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me

I don't think that they get it, oh
I don't think that you have it, oh

Excuse me, do you even read the news, b?
I be blowing up and every chick tryna seduce me
Yeah

I don't why they try to do this
Why do they think they better than me? Yuh
I'm 17 out here doing this shit
Ross across the room, yuh

(Ha ha, yuh! F*ck it)
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