JESUS BLOWJOB - Eric North

Aye, look, this my sixth time recording this

But, you know, me and six- Good number, right?

Uh, okay

Uh, I wanna spit, I’ma do it

I need a cigarette

I just poured an eighth in the whiskey, huh

I’m tryna die tonight, this my fifth week, huh

Hustle in my name but I ain’t Nipsey, huh

Come try to stop me, you little pipsqueak, huh

I will end your life on any day of the week

The only reason niggas scream 'cause Anti-Global elite

You on a killstreak?

I end it when your soul obsolete

I’ll leave you begging on your knees with my dick in your teeth

I will rot for days, while I mosh in a grave

Silly bitch giving slop, hitting NOS at a rave

Pulling all on her hair like I’m pulling up shades

Bricks in suran wrap look like lunchables, aye

Dumb people, all of y’all some fucking idiots, B

Don’t even care about your locals, they be hideous, G

Can’t even bump a fucking song without comparing to me

Fuck am I saying?

Delirious to compare you to me

I fucked God in the mouth with my dark ass dick

Made him gag till he resurrected Jesus again

Mary jealous, I guess I’m hitting her pelvic and shit

Buddha hit the crack twice, smeth pipe on my lips