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Song: Junk – I.A.N
Directed by Joel Dufresne
Produced by Ear 2 Tha Beat
Album: Junk – I.A.N.
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SONG LYRICS:
VERSE 1
Hi do you know me? just another white boy hitting codeine when I’m trying to go sleep I been up a whole week
22 FT bitch 22 FT on my ice cube feeling like fuck da police fuck da police everybody say it yea fuck da police (sirens)
body count cop killer on my ice t I’m vanilla but I’ll ice a motherfucker nicely on some dej loaf if you wanna try me
do the right thing alla spike lee ( ahhhh) leave you with a black eye peace and out im increasing the violence a decent amount in a fight from a freestyle I’m beating you down, pay want the dre diddy jay fiddy drake nicki wayne type of money
im insane cuz the wage that i make isnt great taking it from me FUCK what im gonna do hustle the industry
pretend that money aint shit to me that will just fuck with me physically kinda like muscular dystrophy
plus it just sickens me that im so ill off the head ive been cut with guillotine but that dont mean shit only industry rappers you kendrick or mathers or rap like a killer who’s slanging with trappers like fuck that fuck that shit
im in my own lane ho suck my dick trick busy hustling all the time at a shitty j o b hundred g’s on mind
balancing work with this rap shit struggling to survive being rich is divine a king in his prime everybody wanna be in they life but a bloody money tree’s hard to find but I’m eager to try…..
HOOK
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I am no one I am no one
I’m never gonna be someone if I keep this up homie I need to readjust….
VERSE 2
To my team of killers yea I dream of bigger if I make it I’m a buy you all the weed drugs liqour never reconsider cuz I be a realer individual than anybody Ian loves winter, relates with the cold pain in his soul slay for the throne kind a like slave killer gladiator in Rome, hunt for my dinner hunger never fill up eat a fucking steak to the bone, bome starving artist and I’m not a novice up in nelly bc known for party rocking in the six zero four i be basquiating aint nobody know me maybe OD suitcase full of blow off the top ill like a tupay on a dome said i got skill maybe shoot H in my toes and die then be a star, good kid in a mad city on dat Kendrick Lamar grew a bit of dope sold pills never been shot and I got a few tats on the flesh of my arms , one illuminati one repping the squad I dont got a new bugatti or a lexus or porsche I dont got a suit armani or rolex or a cross on my neck for the lord na i dont flaunt chains i dont got rangs i dont got a limo that i sit in to the plane i dont got blang i dont got swag, if i make a million ima stick in a bank BANG i aint in GANG hip hop i live it everyday got roots in this shit since momma went and paidto see Chuck D and double L cool j back in her day that is all great been rappin’ for a minute but they dont know my name…..
