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Joker Alexander - Arms Dealer Lyrics



Joker Alexander - Arms Dealer Lyrics




(laughs)
Yeah
We are not the same I am a

Oh you talkin' shit?
Had your bitch swallowin' dick and kids
Just wait until the harvest, you'll never see any other bitch again
I'm sickenin' and stricken with a sickness for the vixens that won't ever end
Just lookin' for a hole to slide this big ole dick up in
So let me begin
I got the juice like I'm Tobi and you could say I'm low key seasoning
Just tryna connect to the dead's with no medium
Oh, this heathen sins as if that's the type of stuff he's believin' in
Biting the apple on Eve again to plant the seed in her
Semen to grow the tree of knowledge
My thoughts are deepenin' and heart is sinkin' in
I still compete to win
I feel complete when I add in my freak to the beat
I'm bomb and just released the pin (boom!)
I'll tweak and mend the game 'til in your brain my music seepin' in
Feelin' so crazy and runnin' through phases
That's why my name is Joker
My lady just want me to love and to hold her
My brain is just sayin' to poke her
Maybe that's how I show my emotions
Maybe I'll change when I get older
Maybe I'll slang the white
(got soda?)
Nigga just wait 'til I'm in motion with pockets stretched like a locomotive
Invest in your head so mind controllin'
But we'll all be fed and I'll have y'all's mind open
Instead of the swines erosion
I know you'll like my potions
So many flows you can ride my wave across the ocean
Nigga you lame, I spit while roastin'
All the same 'cause you bit an old one
Can't be contained when I get goin'
Like an arms dealer, moves in concealer
My foundation couldn't be realer
Thy patience must find libation
Dried by Satan
Always tryna bring it back like thriller
Like Em' I'm a killer
Killer
Killer
Killer

Shit!
I'm tryna deal in arms
Go bar for bar
Just give me a shot and I'll be harm
I'll go far
Won't be Pac, I came from far
More like Spock
Brain still go hard with no street card
They aim for ya boy
Ha!
Come back and end 'em, you know I'm supplyin' the venom
Those hopin' demise, I have no feelings
Despised by the guys 'cause of women
I'm deep in her thighs, got her sinnin'
She shine so bright, pussy glistenin'
Oh my, is that your misses?
She can't stop or resist this
Added the wife and now it's business
Need 8 more chicks to split kids wit
Know what they say, takes a village
Stray spray and spillage
(Mayday! He killed 'em!)
I paint the ceiling then raise the ceiling
I'm chasing cake with filling
I race for feeling and hate dilemma
I break what they concealing and taking their members
Bad bitch; mixed breed, still mangy mutt
Dangerous sluts get paid for what?
To have fake tits and show fake butts?
I mean I'll have respect if it's not nuts for bucks
You trife, won't wife you up
Slide as my lil' pup
In time I'll prime you up
Won't lie when I discuss
But sly disgusts, once I'm high won't ride wit us
If you just lie to find some nuts
If I'm high, a spine I'll crush
Won't lie you might die when I sober up

(laughs)
What the f*ck?
Like, no really, just what the f*ck were you thinking?
Bitch
Next

Expressions are always on my checklist of impressions
Need to make my head spin in a good sense
Like speak on them imperfections
Do you need a therapist but suck at sharing?
I wonder ever day where my head went
Maybe I have some hidden pain I've been quellin'
Besides my grandma was like my whole life but then she died
But who am I tellin'?
Known of or not these guys still tryna slice my melon
I tried to tell 'em
I don't throw signs or slide with the felons but they still tried
A couple got buried alive
Yikes
Bye
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(laughs)
Yeah
We are not the same I am a

Oh you talkin' shit?
Had your bitch swallowin' dick and kids
Just wait until the harvest, you'll never see any other bitch again
I'm sickenin' and stricken with a sickness for the vixens that won't ever end
Just lookin' for a hole to slide this big ole dick up in
So let me begin
I got the juice like I'm Tobi and you could say I'm low key seasoning
Just tryna connect to the dead's with no medium
Oh, this heathen sins as if that's the type of stuff he's believin' in
Biting the apple on Eve again to plant the seed in her
Semen to grow the tree of knowledge
My thoughts are deepenin' and heart is sinkin' in
I still compete to win
I feel complete when I add in my freak to the beat
I'm bomb and just released the pin (boom!)
I'll tweak and mend the game 'til in your brain my music seepin' in
Feelin' so crazy and runnin' through phases
That's why my name is Joker
My lady just want me to love and to hold her
My brain is just sayin' to poke her
Maybe that's how I show my emotions
Maybe I'll change when I get older
Maybe I'll slang the white
(got soda?)
Nigga just wait 'til I'm in motion with pockets stretched like a locomotive
Invest in your head so mind controllin'
But we'll all be fed and I'll have y'all's mind open
Instead of the swines erosion
I know you'll like my potions
So many flows you can ride my wave across the ocean
Nigga you lame, I spit while roastin'
All the same 'cause you bit an old one
Can't be contained when I get goin'
Like an arms dealer, moves in concealer
My foundation couldn't be realer
Thy patience must find libation
Dried by Satan
Always tryna bring it back like thriller
Like Em' I'm a killer
Killer
Killer
Killer

Shit!
I'm tryna deal in arms
Go bar for bar
Just give me a shot and I'll be harm
I'll go far
Won't be Pac, I came from far
More like Spock
Brain still go hard with no street card
They aim for ya boy
Ha!
Come back and end 'em, you know I'm supplyin' the venom
Those hopin' demise, I have no feelings
Despised by the guys 'cause of women
I'm deep in her thighs, got her sinnin'
She shine so bright, pussy glistenin'
Oh my, is that your misses?
She can't stop or resist this
Added the wife and now it's business
Need 8 more chicks to split kids wit
Know what they say, takes a village
Stray spray and spillage
(Mayday! He killed 'em!)
I paint the ceiling then raise the ceiling
I'm chasing cake with filling
I race for feeling and hate dilemma
I break what they concealing and taking their members
Bad bitch; mixed breed, still mangy mutt
Dangerous sluts get paid for what?
To have fake tits and show fake butts?
I mean I'll have respect if it's not nuts for bucks
You trife, won't wife you up
Slide as my lil' pup
In time I'll prime you up
Won't lie when I discuss
But sly disgusts, once I'm high won't ride wit us
If you just lie to find some nuts
If I'm high, a spine I'll crush
Won't lie you might die when I sober up

(laughs)
What the f*ck?
Like, no really, just what the f*ck were you thinking?
Bitch
Next

Expressions are always on my checklist of impressions
Need to make my head spin in a good sense
Like speak on them imperfections
Do you need a therapist but suck at sharing?
I wonder ever day where my head went
Maybe I have some hidden pain I've been quellin'
Besides my grandma was like my whole life but then she died
But who am I tellin'?
Known of or not these guys still tryna slice my melon
I tried to tell 'em
I don't throw signs or slide with the felons but they still tried
A couple got buried alive
Yikes
Bye
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Writer: Jaylin Smith
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Performed By: Joker Alexander
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Jaylin Smith

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