Chef Mal - Jackals Lyrics

Yo, Pull it out my brain, The words that I say
I'm packing up my plate, I just wanna get a taste
Yo, F*ck getting laid, I just wanna get paid
So I take a day off and relax in the shade

I'm mixing it up, got a bowl full of tricks
I'm going for glory, I'm going for bliss
I'm clearing the room, it's not for the kids
I'm lifting the top, like I just blew my lid

I'm shooting for stars with these wicked hot bars
I'm ripping this whip, like I'm flipping the car
I'm done holding back, let me f*ck it real hard
Yuh, this is my life bitch I'm checking my mark

I'm acting real smart, how I did in the start
Now the anthem is here, and the anthem is dark
I may have been young and I may have been dumb
But at least I done voted, it wasn't for Trump

I stand on the beach with my toes in the sand
As I think of the words to these buttery jams
It's the Genius and Chef, it's two to the band
We beating our drums, with our music in hand

Too many rap sheets, mixed over trap beats
Can you keep up, I released that last week
Hubabdablalubb blah
I forgot what I even, I said in that song

We just getting started, trust me it get hotter
Set fire to beats, like we melt down the pots (Ahs)
I think I just bought it, cause you didn't want it
And Now I just flaunt it like my marijuana
His ego is big and his mind setting free
Aroma is wreaking, we opened the cheese
He's telling the truth an he's sharing his weed
Chef in this bitch with the music we need

I'm pouncing on this beat like I'm mounting on a saddle
My pops he listen to my shit and said I am an asshole
A pessimistic narcissistic negative, bad apple
Truth is I am loving life, Just battle with these Jackals

I'm gliding through with silence
Take five an then devise it
These moves I make are righteous
Leave shit up in yah diaper
I'm moving quick through timing
So swift I'm causing blindness
You know that I just do it
Should be sponsored by Nike

Im forcing this rap, I'm mentally tapped
But keep on a going, I'm going to fast
I'm staying up late to keep writing these raps
An I stand in the forest while light up the hash
I take a deep breath and I burn up the cash
It float in the air as we breathe in the ash
Man the first one to cough is the first one to crash
If you think I'm too soft then I'll freebase some crack

Quit bitching at me get the f*ck off my back
If you want it done right then put me to the task
Im waiting real anxious, I'm chewing on glass
I'll pickle some peppers I'll burn up the batch

If you be the king then murder be case
I'm taking the queens, the jacks and the ace
We gettin trippy like our shoes are not laced
Or like we taking a trip with the packed up suit case

Bury me, in my Apple Watch
My cellphone, all my pot
Dress me down, my dope socks
With my left hand up on my cock
With hieroglyphs an Laura Croft
Guard my crypt with Robocop
Whip this ship, now break that dock
Make your mind, don't flip or flop

You gettin in, or jumping off
Want my verses poppin off
Spit that heat now that sauce
Like David Blaine, just Molotov'd

Dracula, go acupunc
Eat my donuts on this dunk
360 rotate that blunt
Put me on, now show me love