Letra Coke or dope? (bandcamp version) de Jpegmafia

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I lay down my life for you (directors cut)

2025

01. Protect the cross
02. I.S. 231 (intro)
03. I scream this in the mirror before i interact with anyone (bandcamp version)
04. Sin miedo
05. I'll be right there
06. Jordan rules (bandcamp version)
07. It's dark and hell is hot
08. New black history
09. Cult status (bandcamp version)
10. Don't rely on other men
11. Coke or dope? (bandcamp version)
12. Vulgar display of power
13. Exmilitary
14. Jpegultra!
15. I lay down my life for you
16. Boy you should know!
17. Either on or off the drugs
18. Loop it and leave it
19. Don't put anything on the bible
20. I recovered from this
21. Allah
22. What the hip hop hell is this ?
23. Come & get me (directors cut)
24. Bloodline freestyle (2022 demo)
25. Hate
26. Take an (instrumental)
27. Tour idea feb 1st 2025 (demo)
28. Jihad joe

Coke or dope? (bandcamp version)

Yeah, yeah (You think you know me)
One, two
Yeah
Okay, uh
La (Is you—?)

I keep my front towards the enemy like clay mines
Passin' the burner, light 'em up, I feel like Draymond
Bitch, all my writtens are a hate crime (Is you coked up or—)
I don't take breaks unless I'm fuckin' up that main one
You Ricki Lake, you talk about it, but you ain't won
I caught a case beating my neighbor on his own lawn, he a bitch
Sippin' on that getty green, Mendocino Farms (Is you—?)
I gotta reach to teach a nigga that bare arms
Peggy Lui Kang
They try kickin’ it but they Fei Long (Is you coked up or—?)
Man, fuck all you rappers, I told yo' main bitch I hate yo' songs
Cease and d?sist 'cause you a bitch, now yo' bitch gone
Intern?t bitches be loud, lame, rich and wrong (Is you coked up or doped up?) Uh
Y’all can’t fuck with where my range is
Beats be absolutely dangerous
I can't show there's no attendance, you're not even worth a mention
To anybody worth a mention, there's levels

Back in New York
Back in the fort
I’m back with the band
Jump out the house
Jump off the porch
With the 30 in hand
Sue me for libel
I bet you i’m libel
To say it again
When i come around
They be quiet
I leave they be talking again (Why?)
Fuck yall hoes
I know I ain’t shit i’d rather get banned
If I’m in club then i'm gripping my 30
I don’t wanna dance
Bitch woke up early to hate
You don't even do this for your man
Paying the price for the fame
I’ll never be normal again

(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Saw my Twitter pic and they say I gave my ex a face lift
Clippers in my hand, who I'm tryna fade with?
Put him right through the wall, he can phase-shift
Uh, with a scope on it, I can knock a martian out a spaceship
Bald head, march like it's fresh out of Basic
(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Bigger than who? Baby the Five-Nine goat
Sick as the flu, flow's a whole new dose
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch, I gave her whole new goals
Flash him the burner, tell him his parents ain't broke
Inhale indica, exhale dope
Can't stop, won't stop, I am not Trudeau
Crackers want you where they at so they can act like they know (We salute)

One two, one two
One two, one two
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I gotta check myself
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I don’t respect myself

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Yeah, yeah (You think you know me)
One, two
Yeah
Okay, uh
La (Is you—?)

I keep my front towards the enemy like clay mines
Passin' the burner, light 'em up, I feel like Draymond
Bitch, all my writtens are a hate crime (Is you coked up or—)
I don't take breaks unless I'm fuckin' up that main one
You Ricki Lake, you talk about it, but you ain't won
I caught a case beating my neighbor on his own lawn, he a bitch
Sippin' on that getty green, Mendocino Farms (Is you—?)
I gotta reach to teach a nigga that bare arms
Peggy Lui Kang
They try kickin’ it but they Fei Long (Is you coked up or—?)
Man, fuck all you rappers, I told yo' main bitch I hate yo' songs
Cease and d?sist 'cause you a bitch, now yo' bitch gone
Intern?t bitches be loud, lame, rich and wrong (Is you coked up or doped up?) Uh
Y’all can’t fuck with where my range is
Beats be absolutely dangerous
I can't show there's no attendance, you're not even worth a mention
To anybody worth a mention, there's levels

Back in New York
Back in the fort
I’m back with the band
Jump out the house
Jump off the porch
With the 30 in hand
Sue me for libel
I bet you i’m libel
To say it again
When i come around
They be quiet
I leave they be talking again (Why?)
Fuck yall hoes
I know I ain’t shit i’d rather get banned
If I’m in club then i'm gripping my 30
I don’t wanna dance
Bitch woke up early to hate
You don't even do this for your man
Paying the price for the fame
I’ll never be normal again

(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Saw my Twitter pic and they say I gave my ex a face lift
Clippers in my hand, who I'm tryna fade with?
Put him right through the wall, he can phase-shift
Uh, with a scope on it, I can knock a martian out a spaceship
Bald head, march like it's fresh out of Basic
(Is you coked up or doped up?)
Bigger than who? Baby the Five-Nine goat
Sick as the flu, flow's a whole new dose
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch, I gave her whole new goals
Flash him the burner, tell him his parents ain't broke
Inhale indica, exhale dope
Can't stop, won't stop, I am not Trudeau
Crackers want you where they at so they can act like they know (We salute)

One two, one two
One two, one two
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I gotta check myself
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I don’t respect myself