Machine
Jericho Jackson Lyrics

Ain't a mothafuckin nigga gonna Say nothing fly Again i'm a professional mothafuckin' sucka Ducka it's hard on a pimp and A gangsta and a trucker Understand me ray Charles was blind But he had vision Hopefully you can see where This pimpin' goin'
I am a professional hustler and it is difficult being a pimp, gangster, and a trucker. However, even Ray Charles who was blind had vision. I hope you can see where my lifestyle is heading.

Told you it ain't safe for you (huh) I got the shooter on the chase for you Took a few thousand out the safe for you (put that bag on you) Five bullets in the thirty-eight for you (ah huh) i know these niggas ain't loyal That's a snake for you (I don't fuck with niggas) Plug hit me, said I got a plate for you (I got that for you) As far as rapping, I'm Tom Brady You Blake Bortles i ain't normal I'm an alien, I ain't mortal I escape from outer space Through a gate portal machine & McQueen My queen is Celine M-16 with the beam it'll ring On Hot 97 with the thing in my jeans I'm Kareem with the rings (whoa, talk to em') I'm the nigga you should be pleased to meet 'Cause I appease the streets and I Ain't even reach my peak Could drop a bag or have the Youngin' do you greasy free White thermal under his Dickie I call him Eazy E Tighten ya boots, I'm nice in the booth More like Jesus Christ in the booth Over beats my nigga Khrysis produced I'm in the hood shooting dice I'm with gooks I fucked around and aced twice to the deuce I threw the dice on the roof Fuck it, everything I write is the truth Bars hit hard like Tyson I'll chew ya motherfuckin' ear off It's like I just started my career off But watch how I'm 'bout to Finish the year off
I am not normal as I am an alien who has escaped from outer space through a gate portal involving Machine & McQueen. My queen is Celine, and I have an M-16 with the beam that is sure to ring. I can appease the streets and rise to reach my peak. Everything I write is the truth. Bars hit harder than Tyson, and my come-up has been amazing so far. Now watch me finish this year with a bang.

"If you hatin', bitch you don't do nothin' But make me muthafuckin' Lucky i'm tryna tell ya all Thanks to my haters They mouth has made me famous and on The back of the t-shirt it say"
My haters make me famous, sitting around all day and doing nothing. I show appreciation to them for spreading my message. You can even buy t-shirts with my message written on the back.

I'm the reason why these artists Seek a new hobby Most describe my vibe as bumping Tribe and La Di Da Di through the Bugatti So I don't care who's your favorite, save it 'Cause they got one foot in the grave With the other on the pavement i'm amazing Made it out to the Bahamas blazing What kind of son was your mama raising I spit a massive scene of fire The clash between the liar Acid jeans soaked in gasoline Or fashion queen attire Feels like a million bucks in The cash machine or wire Transfer my plans work to make A brash marine retire you're not slick Even what I jot quick is toxic It's been known to keep the chances Slim and the plot thick Counting checks, ching i'ma be the next king Niggas follow like a Tie Fighter Does a X Wing line for line if you snort it You can lock or tort it While drifting in and out orbit While the signal's distorted I body you the way AIDS-infected punani do I'm John Gotti crew with a shotty Bruce's karate shoot to a snotty nose on the Potty taking a squatty
My vibe is unique and interesting just like the cars I drive. Other artists are trying to follow me. However, they got one foot in the grave. I'm from the Bahamas, had a tough Mom who raised me to be a respectable person, unlike liars who wear trendy clothes or are obsessed with money, I plan a strategic retirement. I am the next king, while others line up like Tie Fighters to follow this X Wing. I am different, quick and shocking, and I take risks to get what I want. Even in distorted areas where the signal is unclear, I will rise like AIDS in an infected punani. I belong to John Gotti's crew and will shoot with Bruce's Karate at anyone who dares cross me.

"(bitch ass nigga) I had to get a drink, so that I can think now, you can't have a drink unless you got a bank, you understand me (Yup) believe me, because this is real talk from a real nigga that eat and sleep this motherfucking shit"
I needed a drink to free up my mental capacity. Having a drink without money and awareness is pointless. Believe me because I live and breathe this lifestyle.