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Elow The Great - Jack Of All Trades lyrics

Artist: Elow The Great

album: What I'm Think'n


I spit acid riff raff
On you like a physcho-path
If I was you I wouldn't underestimate my wrath
Have you lost out on the ocean with Wilson On a raft
Imma grade this cheese with my craft
Imma poach them with a snub nose
Longer than necks on giraffes
My lyrics will be in your threads like a bed sheet
Flip you like the cool side of the pillow
When I bring the heat
I'm leaving traces like criminal ink with my pen
When I'm writing a long sentence
Paragraph my life behind bars
A loose leaf of lyrical vengeance
Let me flip over the sheet
They say a jack of all trades is the master of none
But I will always become better than myself
Over my alter ego than over master of one
Man
Fuck this beat to death
Watch me set fire to the viewing
No funeral cost where you're going
Improving my cooking
My carne asada is stewing
Get ready for the plate
No room for seconds
I already ate
You're full of it bitch
I'll eat em for breakfast
Like Frosted Flakes
When I pull up on these tricks
Marshmallow your arms
When I blast you
With my lucky charms
Peel the banana back
Imma split you in half when I cashew
My ink trails like tattoo
I'm leaving you on the front page of the paper
Headlines extra extra
Copy righted bold letters in bad news
Keeping you stepping like bad shoes
They be Wondering if I had values
Illuminating my perception in phases
Keep'n it 90 like a half moon
When I was young
I was never about the money
Even if the cash ruled
Scheduling play dates
You better vacate
Running around with an A-K
Yelling out May Day May Day
Let's play
You better be lucky that was back then
Cause if I brought you the present now
You'd be having a bad day
Oh wait it's too late
The demon is already awake
Before you decided to lay it down
Getting up was your first mistake
But That's what happens
When you lay in bed with fleas
I'm counting my money
I'm ripping like paper
I'm raking it up
I'm bagging the funds
And I'm ready to leave
I had to grab the ax
I'm Swinging it back
I'm chopping them up
And Milling them down experienced in hand crafted carpentry
Like I'm wood working trees
Skilled with my hands
Over stepping boundaries
And crossing lines when I pass through
A unicorn in cubic form
They said no body can do this better than you.
I see saw as my temperaments on the border line
Like I'm trespassing
A stone cold killer on the mic
A real life Shinobi Assassin
Back hand a pussy with both hands
For talking shit
Now who's sassin
They want me on their next line up for shows and features
Now who's asking
Actors like Carol baskins
You need to stop pumping the gas
Get caught slipping in the wrong person
You gonna get yourself whoop in the ass
Understand I'm bring' n the pain
In your rear view and I'm switching up lanes
They say the sky's the limit and Im breaking the sound
Like the speed of a plane
All of my peers think that my hard work of passion and skills
All amount to nothing
Believe me this shit is easy
To me like the press of a button
You better take notes
Cause I'm a verbal threat
X marks the spot when I connect
The dots and check off ya box
When I place a mark on them with a solid yes
I don't sugar coat shit when I spit
I keep it at zero
I put a bad taste in their mouth
And now they remember the name
When they speaking of ELOW
Rhymes so good it make ya momma cry
Before Neway
I was bonafide
When I say I came up from the mud
I wasn't talking running marathons

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