Jakk Frost
Текст песни Six Degrees Of Separation

ft. Freeway, Reef The Lost Cauze, Malik B & Smif-N-Wessun


King of the flowest, strength of a bear
Got the speed of a puma and the venom of a cobra
You know what that means,
If I strike then itis over
We a team early, they should sign us the vultures
Owe are riders and rovers
If I hit a O my offering like Oover
If Iim on your top, you better hide with your soldiers
Warrior king, I ride with my soldiers
2 angels on both side, all times
Couple more angels on stand by
And sure Othey hold me down if I get live with the toaster
You know what lust bout, leave beef O
It ainit over till they brains on the wall like poster
10 gram flap put my face on a poster
Ofor hosting, yiall people think we donit know thatis all kick likeO
Ogetting kicked like Oprah
Better go and eat your vegetables, broccoli in yourO
Think you can stop me, itis hopeless
Iive been to the O but I donit part shits
With the M16 part grounds like Moses
My freestyles poses child like the Omen
And donit get drunk by my flowing

Iim connected with the angel of death just waiting to die
Taking a Ofaking you high
After dark, donit get caught, O fly
Claps ring out, and Owhois the firstOthan I ever talk
Put your O and rolling my classes, massesO
So watch me roll aboutO
I need about a O I got a lot of friends
Iima spit this Oagain
My inner childO I take the pin of paper
O man I want that illest paper

Itis beard gang, take a look at my new team
Ride on our enemies like Salah Houdin
And nah, I ainit feeling myself
And if you speaking bout Jihad, I ainit talking bout killing myself
I bring it to thisO I wish a nigga would
Iim O Iima kill them good
Kill them with respect, sword to his neck

If heis wearing a vest, then I drill it from his chest
Itis Jakk bitch, Iim 300 pounds
3 drums, 3 hundred rounds
Got a trunk full of guns, my Oare pounds
On my Oshit, I will shoot shit down
A lot of rappers talking out beard gang shit
When you say you was a member, get off beard gang dick
See me in the club with my beard gang click
Your bitch chosing us, now she beard gang bitch

Fuck I look like playing the Obitch
Niggas wanna grip, I hit them with a clip
Baby screaming oh no, frost man loco
Wanna be tough guys, calling for the popo
Morpheus of the matrix, your bullets move slo mo
Niggas think they Neo, Iill make keep it real yo
Word to the oracle, my beard gang agents
Is more to you, bullets for my sons and our daughters too

And you know this, I make you motherfuckers disappear like hocus pocus
Itis the dopest, the beards in the building
Niggas better focus, before I knock your motherfucking head off your shoulders
Like ikaba, donit get you niggas robbed
Leave them butt naked like white people in winter time
No shorts, you O no court
How my style alow no pork
We beef eaters, we street sweepers, when O
Itis the grim reaper, more buzz than bee keepers
Quickest 3 cheetas, in a BMW 3 seater
With mean heaterO
My niggas, sleeping weaponsO
One, open like Malcolm in the 60is
Come and get me


Yeah, bound dirtyOpack a pound
Osmack a trick like a pimp name slick back early
Your man is a bitch.. the homie be a girly
Oyouis a snitch, get buried
I ainit worried, get a fistful of O
Can I tell a lie, but I rhyme like a virgin
...get killed walking down the street you never heard of