Jinx [2025]

I know I ain't crowned

Because I Haven't been a saint, found

Reason to kill and paint foul,

Images in to your brain pal.

Bitch what you gotta say now?

I remember being a student

When hotshitspitter gave me his two cents.

And now ive stopped ever rapper from movin

But the truth is

That wasn't shit compared to what I wanted to do and

And yet I'm still the crudest.

And you only got a quarter of what I can do

So I guess it's lucky you.

So fucking move

You don't want me to choose

Between peace and these trust issues

Because I only trust issues

Oh and fuck those tissues

And I don't mean leak eggs, into your clean-ex, I mean muscle rid you.

Because I take every joint,

like a feen

So I hope ,you don't want the smoke, because the only rapper who can take me is coin,

We Elohim's.

Two freaks ,in need, of a leash

But finding some one who can beat, has to be, indeed at least

As moody and violent,if you say that's you, you can sue me but you lyin',

as that's uncanny as you would have to find someone who is a mix in-between

A Greek, myth-logical beast, but such a myth ain't logical see,

You'll need, a de-mon straight out of a horror scene

Before the editing, that they couldn't show because it got people dead when seen.

And this verse started out whimsy and mabey a little flimsy,

But like Jack Haley, (in tin sing)

To say I don't catch w's is illusionary

Because I'm ill, lose a nary (look it up!)

my word play tight and excellent unlike you estrogens

Because your cooch is very ,Loose and hairy, abused from vary

-ious Men, while us men , are fuck-in,

You up, and yes this news tough, but luc-a

-fer

Is back ,

To prove a-

nother

So no matter what beat we on we took it, so like a tootsie get wrapped.

I seek fun and I find joy in puttin' you woosies in a body bag

I put you on my pad and like its a mat at a pilates class,

Stretch out your demise, and put to rest your pride. The godly's back.

 

After taking what we deserve, hope you'll consider

That your master baits you being a jerk, he see's you're triggered

I'll will acknowledge every head until Rihanna sends me texts,

But unfortunately I see through it like Bianca Censori's dress;

But damn, I'm so mad, I could take a dead seamen

Drive a boat, make them float in the ocean like a red beacon,

I see your disses, it was like your premature that's disabled,

Cuz I know you wouldn't want to make another mistake bro!

After that shit in the water, the seamen are calling the sailors,

Would need be stomped by thousands of feet, your units ain't using them anchors

Instead you watch and try to press me to change like the Omnitrix, hold this shit;

Maybe you come from the gutter and what is it under?

Just grumbling hunger, and roaring like thunder?

But then when you lose it, you're sore like your butt hurts,

I never discovered how much of it cluttered-

The space in your brain, it fogs up like droplets

On pavements that make-- it hard to just drive on it,

So Kanye is okay, don't be hoping to stop it,

 

Jinx, Jinx,

Jinx, Jinx,

Knock on wood, aye

Knock on wood, aye; [2x]

 

Okay I'm back like spines, with all the rap talk that we formed,

Dkhdjagbvdjahajckcizhh, sorry my cat walked on my keyboard,

I was saying to be warned, we poured our souls in this, go keep score,

Before-- I squash this so-called beef you're poking like a meat roller;

It'll never funny like a woman's comedy show,

And I know that it sucks my guy,

But if you're dumb enough to come right up and try,

It's not possible like a fucking word that's undefined;

Me and Justice are tied like a tongue twist, despite

With the subjects I find, if the production is right,

I could sum up the rhymes, and the numbers don't lie;

But one thing I mind-- what you chumps will deny,

Is when someone is higher in skills, you punch and then whine,

Like Bonnie from Five Nights at Freddy's, what a surprise,

Still malicious in this shit, positions I've been put in,

Is listing all the names that had-- wait, this just in:

Folks are in misery, why? I know I can't see through the blind,

But these pupils needs some patching like Nick Fury's eye;

Ugh,

I'll beat the brakes off of you, I won't scrap right away,

But if you steer in my direction to come pull up, then I'm here,

If not, then I suggest you pull back like adjusting the gear;

To drive!

 

Jinx, Jinx,

Jinx, Jinx,

Knock on wood,

Knock on wood; [2x]