J.K. The Reaper

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Composed by Ronny J Listen Up.

Composed by BrendenJBeatz.

Composed by GroveSide Work.

Composed by GroveSide Work.

instrumental composed by Ghxst Lyrics written by Jabril "J.K. The Reaper" Kenan: I don't give a fuck about the media . they feeding y'all dick and you eat it up I ain't a fuckin rapper nigga I don't tell lies ask 'em for the truth they get tongue tied. bro I ain't got time for bullshit , get on a song and start singing 'bout bitch but reality is we livin in hell. free Austin geata an angel in jail well, fuck it I'm bout to show you motherfuckas why the fuck I'm greatest, play this for yo friends and ask why anything else in yo playlist yo favorite is faker than that designer shit that he be wearin. ion' be carin it's apparent my parents raised me in the image of god so I can't be nothing less than the greatest when I talk industry like a pussy let anybody in it and I bet you hit it raw, wait go head go head aye i said fuck that bitch go ahead all of my friends think trippin. I think that's an understatement can't nobody here understand me I'm lil Wayne on some 2008 shit y'all wear bape & y'all ain't goin ape shit. stop sayin that bullshit is greatness stop sayin that bullshit is greatness how the fuck did you niggas get famous. while out here hungry , a savage and shameless. I walk in art galleries , piss on the paintings find me a blogger jump him in the basement stomp him out tiger then bounce on that nigga I couldn't be tyga cus bitch I'm much realer, I got too much pride can't nobody meek mill me. a real g like Eazy E but I write I shit , rest in peace to the niggas that's gon bite my shit. I'm already hot it's too late you can't sign my bitch , unless you got a million billion trillion Donald trump dollars and maybe a celebrity bitch then I might think about it. but hmmmm probably not I'm more smarter a fire starter don't get me started I departed from everybody that wasn't isn't the market , I was in mosh pit trynna start shit lord infamous dark shit i don't wanna hear it if it ain't our shit go head go head aye i said fuck that bitch go ahead

instrumental composed by STEW STIM Lyrics written by Jabril "J.K. The Reaper" Kenan: Ray Allen with that pull up why that shot so automatic I got too many highlights so don't treat me like a rapper Approach her like a good guy then I treat her like a savage I'm Bustin down i'm B-B-Bustin' down a package . I'm B-b-b-b-bustin Down a package Feel like gleeshie when I slide off wit my dawgs on a water wagon Whip that white on white Like civil rights is something I imagined I ain't got no car you will never catch me slippin in traffic Ew Ray Allen wit the pull up why that shot so automatic. ay I don't care what you think cus what you think ain't what I think you think When I blink you blink, bitch this my kitchen sink & don't you touch a thing I need to get bigger til I'm biggie rockin diddys mink I need to call an uber stop in the chi and see what oprah think If Kanye gon' be president then I need my own ministry So every girl in the world would drop to knees and fuckin pray to me. Tell charlamagne to wait for me Cus bitch i need an interview Awwww mayne it's propane in my intertubes. a ridin flame i'm ghost rider on the interstate Aawww mayne you too calm that's a iinterlude She say gotta friend but she a 5 so i'd rather cool Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski I'm the best rapper that I ever met Wouldn't be you I'd much rather dead Ride thru yo city and I'm by myself Love all my niggas they down to the death Cop me a glock to protect myself Niggas is crazy like they don't know trust Fuckin these streets you know ima bust Leave her my kids; now ima bus Sick the rhymes; now ima bust Want you a hit? hit me up. I'm the best writer you'll see accounts on anything that my pen touch Nigga wtf, I'm slim shady in a new skin boy fuck w me. Can't none of you dummy's fuck w/ me Got a life changer on tuck w/ me I'm batman, that's poison ivy Itching for that green Get some pussy and stop the violence You know what I mean I'm off acid but I dont give a fuck stop at a&t Get a Dutch And some moe hoes bring em back w/ me My son gon be balla dog you can't fuck w/ my last name. You can't get no pussy buyin bitches off backpage I ain't got no phone tell her add me on myspace Catch me on the other side that's my new catch phrase Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski Now Watch me pull up Now watch me ski

composed by BrendenJBeatz

written by J.K. The Reaper additional vocals by Teaj of Nomad Staff instrumental composed by Ghost mixed by @Mister_Mr 2015+

It's been 10 months, Almost Angelic 2 June 2015 New loose single from J.K. the Reaper, instrumental composed by Charlotte NC's own Max Fuego. @jkthereaper @maxfuego