Jivetalk

[Hook 1: Breeze Brewin] (x2)
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[Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2)
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[Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breeze Brewin] (x4)
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[Verse 1: Breeze Brewin]
So what you saying?
Kid, you butt. Yo, spraying niggas means saliva, messy
Slobbering (“I know you got soul/sole!”) from my Timmies when you
Test me. Clobbering these niggas easy. See, I hunger for your
Talking shit, you please me when you say your shit is butter
Poor excuse for the use of noise. Slaughtering
There’ll be no truce, your boys would break your jaw if they your peoples
To stop the yap. I’m playing Doc Kevorkian, I’ll lock your thoughts
See, then commence the mercy killing ‘cause your mental’s dead, your verse
Be still intensely showing you gots love for the game. Maybe
If you playing tennis ‘cause you missed the men. It’s wicked, crazy
Hard to listen to without my finger flying to
The fast-forward button ‘cause your feeble ass flow with nothing new
Nothing new when cutting through, we be the Juggaknots
If you know the deal, then you gots to keep it real… far away
Secluded from my vision on the hush, and any
Effort towards rebuttal leads to crushing feeble niggas with
The jivetalk

[Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2)
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[Verse 2: Breeze Brewin]
Ayyo, I heard you coming out…
The closet. Deposit your masculinity
Your guts, the hair on your chest, your scrawny nuts. Nigga, run
Your manhood. I takes your average dropping-bombs joker to the
Family jewels, would mean rocking your mom’s choker
You’re leaving niggas jelled, but I never thought the KY
And when you say, “I gots your back,” you trying to hit the hay. I
Never knew the static could be so traumatic, so I cut ‘em slack
And everybody singing “Who’s the Mack” and “Trying To Be A Player”
You played yourself at Roscoe, you getting crazy ass…
…whippings, I gets hostile when a brother know he fly
But to me, reminiscent of Jeff Goldblum
Falling apart, breaking as the Brewin’s in your soul, doom’s
A given, you’re driven by the stress, thoughts are deep…
…throating my quoting, but the Juggaknots’ll never fail to peep
Your style’s corny, just a horny slob, talking ‘bout you getting
Laid off, and then you best to get a fucking job but not the jivetalk

[Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2)
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[Verse 3: Breeze Brewin]
Well, then, at times, I can’t front. You’re style’s
Milk curdling close to cottage cheese with
Your verbal and your boast of knowledge. Please, kid, I know your style’s
Deaf ‘cause you couldn’t possibly be hearing loud and clear
And mean the shit you’re saying. Quit your playing ‘cause your thought
Is nothing, only around the edges you be rough, and in
Comparison, I’m only catching L’s when I puff ‘em
You’re coming strictly raw (Jog into hooker style)
Your joints hot (And I’m betting your condition took a while after)
(Clinic visits), during which the master cynic blizzards acid
Rainstorming, flushing out those cockier than Jordan. For the
Swing and miss, 0 for 4, no rapport, bringing pissed
Feelings to the enemy, so, nigga, buy serenity (My)
(Style’s dope), fiendish, paranoid, can’t cope
Squeamish, knowing that the Juggaknots stalking, jivetalking
If y’all still ain’t understanding me, let’s get on down
In your case, on your hand and knee, defeated

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[Hook 1: Breeze Brewin]
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