JESSE'S ROUNDUP

It’s Jesse’s round up
Now you got him wound up
Fiz turn the sound up
Fuck you if you clowned us
Something like global warming
How I been a threat
Recording my raps was
My best decision yet
Whole package
I ain’t looking for a stimulus
Hop inside the booth
And begin a vision quest
Been oppressed
Burn more trees than
Australian forrest fires
On sight we strike like
Nordic Vikings
I'll with no coronavirus
The more they push the
More we riot
Won’t get anywhere tryna
Ignore the violence
Can’t believe what’s happening
Before my eyelids
Acting out of character
You need to start playing
Your role
Didn’t anticipate him being the
Ace in the hole
People to see
Money to make
Places to go
Roll one then let’s hit the road
I’m getting better and better
And better and better
Competitors can get it whenever
Like seven eleven
‘Cept I’ll use my pen
Instead of a weapon
By the end they gonna
Remember me brejen
Stone cold killer
Couple dead rappers
In my cold cellar
Not their fault they didn’t
Know better oh well uh
Name me somebody
Who flow better
Or a soul realer ain’t no fella
Styles in abundance
Like a wholesaler
Flowers to the head no coachela
Take a bitch out back
Like old yellar
Got hits like the 93 jays
All these artists from my city swear they Tryna be Drake
Tryna be Wayne
Tryna be Jay
So unoriginal it drives me insane
Don’t cross lines boy
Stay in your lane
Slow and steady wins the race
Going at my own pace
Steal your plate no home base
Arms race over race shit is waste
Love thy brother
Fuck the motherfuckers
That continue hate
Step to me
I put you in your place
Like a shopkeep
Ain’t Francis but I got heat
Instrumentals get set ablaze
Oh the ball really rolling now
No signs of of slowing down
Bitches ready to throw it down In Owen Sound
Tell them go to hell
Got myself a real one
To hold me down
Still wound up
Built this from the ground up
Can’t let you around us
That was Jesse’s round up