Electrify from 5DEMOS by Joey Pepperjack

this the shit that got em all electrified
red inside my eyes, bitch Im comin for the enterprise
yeah yeah
this is not some shit that you can set aside
better right them wrongs
or they’ll find out that youre dead inside
keep on talkin shit i hope you get a rise
from me
never played a single game and wasnt penalized
huh huh
this the shit that got em all electrified,
weaponize, weaponize, that is what i specialize

huh
what’s up with it? ho?

why you scared of confrontation?
i thought rule #1 was that rules are meant for breaking?
i expect you to be go dumb,
in the class or the club
from the back or to the front,
call that double penetration
huh?
fuck it i give up tryna be smart for you
gimme the drums, gimme that shit to get retarded to,
gimme the funds, fuck it i give up tryna make art for you
if i gave shit about anything i woulda poured out my heart for you

Woo-wee spend that money till the bank dry
bad bitch and she pop it to the bass line
pass it round, like the gossip thru the grapevine
we not on the same time so dont waste mine/ 2x

fit repeater
crisp adidas
wasian w big tits i need her
instant beef w pick-me hoes,
they jealous that my bitch a eater,
im in debt a couple g’s, who gives a fuck? my wrist a freezer
i aint got no ice on me,
dont call my bluff, im spittin heaters,
- hit the scene aint shit discreet
im postin cryptic teasers,
in the kitchin day and night
you jeremey white locked in the freezer
‘tuh
been the leader,
now im chillin like a frickin geezer
drippin in these handme downs
that’s why they call me thriftin jesus


shit’s egregious what you wearin
where’s the vision bro?
flexin on me, but we know it’s just some nepotism bro,
and your shorty text me, cause she know i get it on my own,
she pretend she love you,
just like you pretend youre hetero
ee, ee,
it’s alright whatever you repressin bro
i can keep it g, but we all know your dads a CEO,
im a young luigi, fuck around turn off your tv bro
if i find out you and all your boys are just some p-e-dos

wait a minute, ho
swear to god it’s been a year,
all them selfies that you takin but you cant look in a mirror,
i woke up and it’s like all my fuckin idols disappeared,
start selling nazi merch, yo this shit is gettin weird,
what you listenin to?
false prophets in your ears,
you got bigger problems i can guarantee it isnt queers,
it’s ironic, hate on trans, but project your inner fears,
you a bitch inside and out i see the bitch in your appearance,
we both play the game and this shit just some pass interference,
you wear guilt and shame cause you know that your past interfering,
shoulda deal w that, now it’s come to crash your career,
and we dont play your track,
sia-nara that’s some good riddance,
when the fuck somebody poppin up again on something major??
when the fuck we gonna stop pretending y’all are just some fakers,
I dont give a fuck, just in case you needed my disclaimer,
i could never be somebody else’s puppet for the paper,,
Content everywhere but i dont hardly see creators,
Nonsense in the air,
way too many commentators
I might bomb em all, like Obama tryna get Al-Quaeda,
If you catch a couple a strays, just know Ima keep it playerrrrr

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