Jfk
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
My focus is dangerous
Image emblazoned
Se busca, my shoulders are breaking
My mind is a weapon
This marble somewhere I'll be taken, a stage where I'm singled out
Don't know what you holding, in fact
I ain't got no beef with these cats
Hold up
Tryna get my dogs out the pound
It's some petty niggas sitting with the coonery crown
What they on about?
Ah
I'm back from the dead
I won't be silenced again, no, I will not defend you
Your credence is red, that allegiance is blue
The equation is death and I know that's the truth
Don't call me, who this?
This a new phone
Your number been long gone
In the home of the lost and the land of stray
I'm a dangerous soul for that big man to save
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
Please look at your conscience
That shit is a shambles
They shameless out here
While we bleeding like cattle
Don't tread on me nigga
Keep feeding Ab-Soul and I'm nobody's chattel
L's gone be taken
But wins all around me, the wind at my back
And my sails at full mast
Yeah I shake up these bars and I shake off these shackles
My conscience my backup okay
My country got hands up
This ain't no king shit
A wolf with the eye on the ball, I'ma need y'all to think big
Fuck what yo pigment
We on the brink, baby, Jackie don't dig this
Up on the hit list
They kill me and with me go voices of kinship
Lord as my witness
I'll be silent when Harvey a figment
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
Yeah
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit
With a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
Yeah
I feel like JFK
Yeah
I feel like Kennedy
I feel like JFK
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like
I feel like JFK
Yeah
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
My focus is dangerous
Image emblazoned
Se busca, my shoulders are breaking
My mind is a weapon
This marble somewhere I'll be taken, a stage where I'm singled out
Don't know what you holding, in fact
I ain't got no beef with these cats
Hold up
Tryna get my dogs out the pound
It's some petty niggas sitting with the coonery crown
What they on about?
Ah
I'm back from the dead
I won't be silenced again, no, I will not defend you
Your credence is red, that allegiance is blue
The equation is death and I know that's the truth
Don't call me, who this?
This a new phone
Your number been long gone
In the home of the lost and the land of stray
I'm a dangerous soul for that big man to save
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
Please look at your conscience
That shit is a shambles
They shameless out here
While we bleeding like cattle
Don't tread on me nigga
Keep feeding Ab-Soul and I'm nobody's chattel
L's gone be taken
But wins all around me, the wind at my back
And my sails at full mast
Yeah I shake up these bars and I shake off these shackles
My conscience my backup okay
My country got hands up
This ain't no king shit
A wolf with the eye on the ball, I'ma need y'all to think big
Fuck what yo pigment
We on the brink, baby, Jackie don't dig this
Up on the hit list
They kill me and with me go voices of kinship
Lord as my witness
I'll be silent when Harvey a figment
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit with a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like Kennedy
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
Yeah
I feel like Kennedy
Hop in the coup
You believe that you running this shit
With a shot to your third eye
I feel like Johnny the good guy
No dog, I'm not taking no rides
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
I feel like JFK
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
Yeah
I feel like JFK
Yeah
I feel like Kennedy
I feel like JFK
I feel like, I feel like, I feel like
I feel like JFK
Yeah
They loading the clips
Kennedy, extendos and grips
So you hop in the Z3
Big brain I'm lowkey
Tell the warden these shackles and chains will not hold me
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Prescod
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.