Lyrics:
I got some money in my pocket
I got some time to kill
I got some sunshine in a blue on blue sky
I got some bad news on my radio
I gotta jam in
arise
Believe in our prayer
Faith in our heart
Unite in our stand
See you my people lemme see you when we get there
Star and rainbow blue flag in the air
looking for a snare, all we find is trash
Peace to each of the homies but sometimes the only way to create is by my lonely
Especially when the jam is hard,
and women with attitudes
And I find myself surrounded by all three, but what's a man to do
Still got a job to see through, so let's go, me and you
You're
the hours 'til we embrace (oh-oh-oh)
Oh, baby, I'm missing you (missing you)
Thinking 'bout the nights, the stars above
Wrapped in your arms, the epitome
of the man heralded as an antihero
Take it all in like shit was camera b-roll
To be broadcasted on channel zero
To old TV antennas I'm Magneto
Can't see me but
Rodtang
by Omar Musa
Intro:
In my 36th summer lost 30 kgs,
bob n weave, toe to toe til the pearly gates gleam.
Chorus:
I'm going in like Rodtang,
If my friends could see me now, driving round just like a film star,
In a chauffeur driven jam jar, they would laugh.
They would all be saying that
I'm sweat stained only in the booth
I just had to pause cause I know that I'm the truth of a best mane
I'm coming out the blue I'm seeing greater
So
sniffing on white while I’m counting up blues
In my jam groovin but this ain’t the blues
He slid for his stripes Steve better have clues
I hate to be
at all the women in those brims
Look at the blue flames that I'm in
I look at all the bullshit that there's been
And if I had another chance I'd do it
nullify
And fry all the rest, bust the color
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, in the gold and violet
This jam is fly, and I'm the pilot
Flyin you
Yes, you see ourselves in the shine of it
And so passing under the dome of the great sky
Beware, we are the stars, Holmes, that you ruled by
Where
clocked him
John Forte will keep you locked in
[Q-Tip]
People all around
You got to recognise and witness
The Mister who swift enough to knock you out with
Idris
World tried to shame my features
Black man in a hot jam
Give a white boy toe jam
If he walk a mile in my sneakers
Spilt the whole pie
Me and my team
can d jam
Oh oh oh oh 7 Star General
Oh oh oh oh tell fi d whole wide world
Oh oh oh oh yo yo wuo yo yea
Oh oh oh oh
After all jealousy and dirty
to the music and dancing with everyone
Passing a joint by the campfire light
Blowing smoke rings to see who could do it right
Silent disco at the top of the hill
weird judas became a angel
Degrees n lip professing -Keep it real is just statement
Y’all looking 4 Neo he architected by Satan
They Vs came with
alone, so we’ll be skipping on our way
We lean on a log watching the frogs go leaping by
Croaking a jovial tune, parade in June
Just as I dreamt we all
boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch
they gave us both jams
(Chorus) x2
MCs don't know how we puts it down
K-9 and P-see from East to North town
We be bound by honor,
and try to follow y'all memory lane man
Big you be ashamed to see New York gangbang
Pac you feel the same thing they use your name in vein
But I guess
This last joint we gon' call Conversations
Original produced by DJ Pain, big up bro
So when I sat down to write this joint
I thought about all
the Blues
I'm betrayed
By every sunrise
I make my confession in
A thousand rooms
Tell my secrets to the carpet
When all I really want
Is you
Every sunset's
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