Jakk Frost Lyrics
"Six Degrees Of Separation"

ft. Freeway, Reef The Lost Cauze, Malik B & Smif-N-Wessun

King of the flowest, strength of a bear
Got the speed of a puma and the venom of a cobra
You know what that means,
If I strike then it's over
We a team early, they should sign us the vultures
,we are riders and rovers
If I hit a , my offering like ,over
If I'm on your top, you better hide with your soldiers
Warrior king, I ride with my soldiers
2 angels on both side, all times
Couple more angels on stand by
And sure ,they hold me down if I get live with the toaster
You know what lust bout, leave beef ,
It ain't over till they brains on the wall like poster
10 gram flap put my face on a poster
,for hosting, y'all people think we don't know that's all kick like,
,getting kicked like Oprah
Better go and eat your vegetables, broccoli in your,
Think you can stop me, it's hopeless
I've been to the , but I don't part shits
With the M16 part grounds like Moses
My freestyles poses child like the Omen
And don't get drunk by my flowing

I'm connected with the angel of death just waiting to die
Taking a ,faking you high
After dark, don't get caught, , fly
Claps ring out, and ,who's the first,than I ever talk
Put your , and rolling my classes, masses,
So watch me roll about,
I need about a , I got a lot of friends
I'ma spit this ,again
My inner child, I take the pin of paper
, man I want that illest paper

It's beard gang, take a look at my new team
Ride on our enemies like Salah Houdin
And nah, I ain't feeling myself
And if you speaking bout Jihad, I ain't talking bout killing myself
I bring it to this, I wish a nigga would
I'm , I'ma kill them good
Kill them with respect, sword to his neck
If he's wearing a vest, then I drill it from his chest
It's Jakk bitch, I'm 300 pounds
3 drums, 3 hundred rounds
Got a trunk full of guns, my ,are pounds
On my ,shit, I will shoot shit down
A lot of rappers talking out beard gang shit
When you say you was a member, get off beard gang dick
See me in the club with my beard gang click
Your bitch chosing us, now she beard gang bitch

Fuck I look like playing the ,bitch
Niggas wanna grip, I hit them with a clip
Baby screaming oh no, frost man loco
Wanna be tough guys, calling for the popo
Morpheus of the matrix, your bullets move slo mo
Niggas think they Neo, I'll make keep it real yo
Word to the oracle, my beard gang agents
Is more to you, bullets for my sons and our daughters too

And you know this, I make you motherfuckers disappear like hocus pocus
It's the dopest, the beards in the building
Niggas better focus, before I knock your motherfucking
head off your shoulders
Like ikaba, don't get you niggas robbed
Leave them butt naked like white people in winter time
No shorts, you , no court
How my style alow no pork
We beef eaters, we street sweepers, when ,
It's the grim reaper, more buzz than bee keepers
Quickest 3 cheetas, in a BMW 3 seater
With mean heater,
My niggas, sleeping weapons,
One, open like Malcolm in the 60's
Come and get me

Yeah, bound dirty,pack a pound
,smack a trick like a pimp name slick back early
Your man is a bitch.. the homie be a girly
,you's a snitch, get buried
I ain't worried, get a fistful of ,
Can I tell a lie, but I rhyme like a virgin
...get killed walking down the street you never heard of