Jester
Without your permission I speak in metaphors
Cause rhyming is a way to express and open doors
Lyrically figuratively especially
You can't be like me but I can share the recipe
I sleep like a ninja assassin defender
A wise man with a spell book to upend you
I'm the rap and the rock my guitars my Glock
I only wear black socks and don't TikTok
I read books I sang songs I drank wine I hit bongs
Watched movies and TV then I practiced my emcee
Life it moves quickly sometimes I feel prickly
Music saves my ass when my mind it act sickly
You can call me an acoustic DJ
Relax while I spin some rustic replay
If you think my style is wack I tell you it's hearsay
I'm so much deeper than any image can portray
I'm so ill I get violent with words make you silent
Ain't heaven sent so no need to repent
Grooves big as boulders crushing all shoulders
If you still have a mama you better go and hold her
Cuz I'm built like peter and I hit like Jeter
I'll send you to the afterlife to meet St Peter
My seven trumpets spit wind to 7 billion
But don't call me your Lord cuz I won't forgive your sin
Cause rhyming is a way to express and open doors
Lyrically figuratively especially
You can't be like me but I can share the recipe
I sleep like a ninja assassin defender
A wise man with a spell book to upend you
I'm the rap and the rock my guitars my Glock
I only wear black socks and don't TikTok
I read books I sang songs I drank wine I hit bongs
Watched movies and TV then I practiced my emcee
Life it moves quickly sometimes I feel prickly
Music saves my ass when my mind it act sickly
You can call me an acoustic DJ
Relax while I spin some rustic replay
If you think my style is wack I tell you it's hearsay
I'm so much deeper than any image can portray
I'm so ill I get violent with words make you silent
Ain't heaven sent so no need to repent
Grooves big as boulders crushing all shoulders
If you still have a mama you better go and hold her
Cuz I'm built like peter and I hit like Jeter
I'll send you to the afterlife to meet St Peter
My seven trumpets spit wind to 7 billion
But don't call me your Lord cuz I won't forgive your sin
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Wisdom
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