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Jimmy Davis

Genres: R&B

Limitless Lyrics - Jimmy Davis

There's no boundaries, the scope's limitless 

They tried testing this sound of his but found the flow's vigorous 

The man's got bars like linekers 

And all the talkers are never walkers like salt and vinegars 

They're just visitors, on an away day 

Think their excursion could turn in to a massive pay day 

Think the industry is still in it's hey day 

But the chances and advances are limited like their gameplay 

So along with the lack of investment 

Comes a saturated market and a weak fucking assessment 

Dickheads convinced they're making it but I guess that's testament 

To the blind leading the blind when it's clear they're fucking excrement 

Think you're the fifth element? 

Mate you're more like a character in a soap cos what you talk is so irrelevant 

Lack heart, no sentiment, never resonant 

Vocal abilities that of a speech impediment 

 

Giants of the game they're small miniatures 

Think they teach at the school of rap and write the fucking school syllabus 

But their bullshit raps are plain ridiculous 

And what they write is so far fetched it's fit for cinemas 

Imaginations are vivid, takes em a minute 

To conjure up their stories and start disgracing the image 

Of the culture that we once loved 

Its heart and soul torn apart by a bunch of ugly little dumb fucks 

You can tell that I love my art and I'm defending my passion 

Cos using expletives on tracks is not the trend or the fashion 

That could hold sway or influence 

Proper music fused with the truth like coldplay and innocence 

Blinded their ignorance they're nothing but irritants 

Try and act hard to cover up their impotence 

Cos underneath they're just a bunch of little soft cocks 

Hot for seconds falling off then dead like little hot rocks 

I'm back on it, talk truth, rap logic 

This man is worryingly sick like bloodied black vomit 

Stuck at the beginning still trying to crack phonics 

Their ability to rap is at best spasmodic 

You need to exercise lyrically and energise your imagery 

Try feeding your flow with large amounts of anabolic 

Steroids, introduce some spirit into your mix 

The glass is empty and you are not the fucking tonic! 

 

Now, don't get it twisted unlike the rest 

One thing I'd never ever ever call myself is the best 

Sit at home continually plotting wealth as the quest 

End up feeling helpless and stressed 

Jimmy Davis man I'm selfless and blessed 

I'm reppin all four corners kid to hell with the rest 

I don't need Hollywood to tell me how the devil is dressed 

You can try your level best 

But your level is destitute of any fucking rebel and zest 

They keep, stabbing away but will never break through 

Cos the industry to them's an impenetrable vest 

Tout themselves as incredible yes, but are incredibly less 

I think I'd rather have my genitals pressed 

In a vice, than have to listen to that terrible mess they call music 

Couldn't fly the hypothetical nest 

Let alone build one for real 

Give birth to an idea, watch it hatch and stay ahead of the rest 

Are you remember?



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