Combat Jack Show Freestyle Songtext
von Heems

Turn my headphones up, as they say in the rap
American Heems, the American Dream
Tryna get rich off American schemes
Horatio Alger,
you square like Trafalgar
Genovese, Pergament, Conway, Caldor
Horatio Sanz
you ain't shit sans your mans
Shit a brick if you lock hands with the fam
See it how I call it, I'm an alcoholic
But shut up before I crush you with my wallet
I'm about money and earning like Bernie Madoff
To a fault, while your work ethic mad off
Plus you mad soft, crab soft, shell soft
If I was 26 in the '90s I'd be well off
Internet money,
You've Got Mail
That caviar a garnish
My Gmail real,
that G male feel


I'm a G, I'm a male, feel so ill
It's like '99 I'm at Club Exit
Bernie smack them in the mouth they gonna need the stretchers
Lamping with Koreans in the corner selling X's
If your dress shirt get bloody keep another in the Lexus
Get your head bust,
red pus
I ain't wilding, I be violent, I be reckless
Indians jersey and a Om on my necklace
The freshest, you stale as asbestos
I'm Ernie Anastos
, I murder you bastards
I'm Mr. G
, I'm a G, yo I'm in Aspen
New York dirtbag, Himanshu an alley man
Rallying them like the motherfucking Taliban
Nic Cage, I'm a family man
Your family can't hang with my family, man
Your family ran, my family staying
Fuck your family, fuck my family too, fam
We eating goat meat, we eating gizzard
Yo, where was you in the '96 blizzard?
You ain't from New York, yo quit your bitching
Quit regressing, you're old, you look foolish
Need to eat something, fam, you look ghoulish
I'm the coolest, one foot out the blanket
Nanny 911, white people start spanking
Your kids they be acting all cunty
White kids be like, "It's a free country"
Get your hands off me, please don't touch me
Put your head, uh, put your guts in the, put your guts in the trash like a Dutchie
I ain't violent, I be wilding, I be reckless
Yo, when the towers came down it put the burden on the brown
Now they're murdering these clowns eating burgers in their towns
And I'm murdering the sounds and I'm murdering the wax
Because they're murdering the browns and they're murdering the blacks
These demons they need more clarity
The only project they care about is singularity
Apparently if your parents be the sons of important parents it's a parody
A monopoly, it's collusion
It's a lot of big words, it's confusing
I'm on the radio show, shout out to Combat Jack
I show up to war like where the combat at?
I know combat facts, yes I read books
It's H-man, nasty with the good looks
Took a Dallas Penn
cosign to the cover of Spin
Look like Khaled, all I do is win
Money that I earn is the money that I spend
Cess that I burn is cessed because I sin
I be sinning, I be winning
W-O-M-Y-N, women
I respect you
Hello it's Himanshu
They like, Uncle Sam don't want you
I'm like, it's OK, I don't want him