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dribble or he fiddle with mics
Look out the window cause tonight the city lit up with lights, cameras and action
May no man alive come through and damage
Yeah, we back
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in
rodney king
We tore up the city nigga, purge
Or just stand there like j. cole and shoot at cops
In the same spot till the case closed, purge

We are dying,
twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J
twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J
and your radio I made this for
Cool J's here to devastate once more
Pullin' all the girls, takin' out MCs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say 'Please
sprayed with the Uz
Just like mountain you're paying me dues
Murdering crews
By the twos and the fews

--(J.Nitty) "Watch your jewels
Pretty Tone's
Rewind that one time please

Should it be, can it be simple
Life is like the tempo of a No I instrumental
Things that we been through define who we
South Tacoma Way
By Neko Case and her Boyfriends
From Furnace Room Lullaby
(N.Case/B.Connelly/J.Trueblood/S.Betts)


Chords transcribed by Warren
technical difficulties
 Please stand by"

[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]

Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this
any reason
I hate that you leave when the lights come on
And if I had it my way the fuckin' sun would be gone

[Hook - (Violent J) & {Shaggy 2 Dope}]
Cool J's here to devastate once more

Pullin' all the girls, takin' out MC's
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say Please!
Here to command
at the coffee shop
I grab them coffee beans, time to heat them coffee pots
Turn them lights on, J's rush the parkin' lot
This the neighborhood's number one
past 10
My story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
under my pillow
You walk by my window, I see your silhou-ette
Candle light is what I desire
But all I get to do is fix your flat tyre
When you ring my
hell
Cause, my last request was
Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz
One more thing before you hit that switch
Please tell my
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
and your radio I made this for
Cool J's here to devastate once more
Pullin' all the girls, takin' out MCs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say 'Please
past 10
My story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I
the
message of one love)

[Verse 1: J.Flexx]
My heroes catchin 3 or 4 through they corridor
They blast on em, hit the gas on em, last call
A bullet make
They say

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my chips
And niggas call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolescent