The Last Man to Stand (feat. Neebs Gaming) - JT Music

I had you from the jump And now I got the drop on all of you But if you help me keep my income up I would be pleased to relieve you of all your loot I see a lot of chutes opened up, so I'm gonna cut some Pluck 'em from the sky like I'm playin' Duck Hunt Just like my dinner plate - ain't finished till you're all done This'll be easy - hot cross buns I'm comin' for your wallets, y'all had better clutch them I can hear your heart drummin' like percussion Use your heads and keep your tails tucked - run Cause the next thing I'm gunnin' for is your trust fund I don't mean to cause offence to any bank tellers But I'm about to make withdrawals on these lame fellas Best invest your cash, or I'm gonna take hella Fat stacks out your stash, then I'll make it rain - jealous? My squad gettin' so sweaty that you may smell us Throw on a gas mask and prepare your painkillers We got our senses sharpened, these Helens ain't Kellas Skip the Gulag, I'll send you straight to your grave fellas I rate myself a 10, I make 'em thirsty But I don't need a rez, I pick myself up - I'm perky Rollin' in your dough, overflowin' from my purse, see? I'll call you sugar daddy as I slay you with a curtsy Nobody's stoppin' us And trust me, I don't compensate I'm not a doctor, but Right now it's time to operate Get comfortable Embrace the pain You want it all? Then take your aim When duty's callin' us We know it's time to operate I have the high ground, this ain't your sky to walk I hope you know when to pull out if you fly in hot Hands of my crate, fool, if you try to cop it I'll break your plates like a bull in a china shop My aim is steady and I'm lovin' the feel You better get runnin' from me, cause I'm gunnin' Galil And when I'm threatened by enemies nearby, I do it my way Kill 'em with kindness, if kindness is an MP5K I'm ridin' dirty, my arsenal is stacked Don't need a pHD to fly (No disrespect) Flight attendants prepare to land on some heads No operator left behind - unless they're dead I'll sit you on your bottom like my dog when he's a bad boy Drag your ass around like you're tryna pop a hemorrhoid Blood drunk maniac always takin' long shots Hit the ground runnin' roll camera for the montage 150 on the plane, they don't know that I've been here before Funeral arrangements being made, say a prayer for 'em Crack you out the sky and let you know just what my name is Hey there, welcome to the jungle, baby, we got fun and games I don't need loadouts, don't need Ghost, tell everybody where I'm at Ain't buyin' nothin', win a round with fifty thousand in my hand I'm a stone-cold champion, snipe you out the heli AX-50 Cal round, turn your brains to confetti I'm not a pickup artist But I got your number Your duty's callin' From a coffin six feet under My only sin is greed But from grace I won't fall Where you see a killfeed I only see role call Nobody's stoppin' us And trust me, I don't compensate I'm not a doctor, but Right now it's time to operate Get comfortable Embrace the pain You want it all? Then take your aim When duty's callin' us We know it's time to operate (It's everybody's dream) (To conquer everything) (Don't stop at all, till you've got it all)

Soon the world won't have to ask How much impact, one assassin has? It happened fast, like a match to gas We watched the world, take a tragic path I packed my bags grabbed my cap and mask Momma say goodbye to this strappin' land I'll be comin' home with post-traumatic stress And the aftermath will have me flashing back to when we felt the blast and our castle cracked Our defenses shattered, we were collapsing fast And my lungs were filled with ash and acid gas Pockets full of tags from every chap I stabbed Yes I have regrets but I had to act Would I rather be dead than adapt to that Let me rest in peace, where's my casket at? I'm not a basket case this is my habitat We got a knack for massive weapons, that's a fact And it won't be long til we're catching flak for that Every trench we made was an effective grave Getting attacked in waves, crashing back to back! It's time I take the wheel and run I'm driving tanks and wielding guns I'll fly a plane if it means stealin' one You can deal with war can you deal with puns I'll be makin' sure this battlefield is won (it would be won but it's a pun) The wars the world, the worlds the war A fire burns, we can't ignore The gears will turn, as we're at war We are machines with no remorse Skies are dark above me, been through hell and back Fight for king and country, and keep your pride if it means death Now listen closely to me soldier! When you feel the world on your shoulders You just need to blow off some steam Do you know what to do with that Neebs? Wait a second is that magnetic? If you dont know that then just forget it Attention squad, we're gonna need a medic I can see a jeep, I really need to wreck it! To destruction I'm devoted, that's why my methods are explosive Cookin' a grenade before I throw it Locomotive coming, duly noted! Got an A-T rocket lock and load it Plant some dynamite and wait a moment Hopefully, I'll be the one to blow it And if I'm lucky, promoted! The wars the world, the worlds the war A fire burns, we can't ignore The gears will turn, as we're at war We are machines with no remorse Skies are dark above me, been through hell and back Fight for king and country, and keep your pride if it means death I don't need a cape to be a man of steel But I'm not a hero, 'cause if that was real, my disastrous habits wouldn't have appeal When I see destruction, I get battle feels Back on the saddle in battlefield, when I slaughter you you'll know how cattle feel Who knows how many casualties that'll yield,(but if we surrender can we have a deal?) That's off the table, save your breath I've been called the ace, where you place your bets I'm a plane guy ain't a space cadet Your only call of duty is to pay a debt I'm declaring war you're just makin' threats I'm the hype train you ain't derailin' yet Stay away from places that my tank can get I'll break your walls down and pave the way with treads You'll make a great display on my bayonet A whole generation felt lost, returned home broken shellshocked from the bunkers we fell into hell's maw Showed the dark side no one else saw, the blood of friends is on my hands It's not the time for sittin' on the fence Even if you want you can't hop a trench So just put your foot down on some ottomans If They're on our land we'll defend, and then we'll implement different dimensions Meant for impairing our enemy's senses While preparing our weapons and wrenches, for repairing the mess in our engines Killin' Jerrys and wreckin' their senses Then I'll carry my friends in protection Then I'll bury the rest in the trenches The wars the world, the worlds the war A fire burns, we can't ignore The gears will turn, as we're at war We are machines with no remorse Skies are dark above me, been through hell and back Fight for king and country, and keep your pride if it means death

Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Hybrid of the Crown and the Hennessy Jimmy serving .22s to the enemies Kick it like Ronaldo ain't no penalty Collecting the cash like it's state to state Full off the hype, you can check the plate Envy in the eyes, better check your face Light blue blue devil ice on the wrist Whipped up the verse like it was a brick They don't want talk, they talkin with the stick Light blue blue devil ice on the wrist Whipped up the verse like it was a brick Human highlight, Dominique the hits Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Yeah yeah yeah I'm that dude that stay in my zone when y'all go out Impact from home I ain't worried bout clout Still got juice when the time go out When the last song play End of your day In the moment I stay On key like Ray Homie I don't play This is my jungle gym imma go ape No H&M I'd rather wear BAPE If you like a guy that don't need all the hype Then you know where I'm at I can't take the credit Thank Jesus for that To him I'm indebted He loaned me the glory I'm giving it back Bled that maroon and he gave me the map Death of my pride man I'm wearing all black He dropped off the blessings I pick up the slack I'm here to impact that's facts Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice Ric Flair fit got the girls going woo Trynna make 100 bands so I gotta see it through Pass the Ciroc, pass me the Goose Rapper like Chance, got me the juice