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shit to lose I'm on the heels of these foreign
Guess now I'm minding my shoes I wasn't fit for the roads
I kept off the streets, I'm more of a chemist,

shit to lose I'm on the heels of these foreign
Guess now I'm minding my shoes I wasn't fit for the roads
I kept off the streets, I'm more of a chemist,

through
And you know it's for sure with me
I'm the only one that know you
So you just want some more of me
Had a lame and then I put you in the game
Now you

Gs stashed in my notebook
That's for a raining day with some more on the way
I ain't tripping that's a L if she wanna play
Cause I ain't Jodeci, I

time
Baby thats fine
Can't get you out my mind
Damn you so fine!

Met ya summa time
Damn you such a dime
Almost let you pass me by
But I had to stop,

Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah

Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why

She loves me she loves me
Got my body feenin like I'm Jodeci
I'm stuck with you, just like you stuck with me 
I'm loving you, just like you loving me

sing like jodeci
I'll catch a body real life
No movie won't nobody
In this bitch know it's me
Silent killer violent nigga
My bitch got a glock
And im

nag
Her ex keep calling
Nigga miss his boo
I was that nigga til I ran up the loot
Fresh new wheats
Ran it up wit out boot
Had to do it by my lonely

help mom out with groceries
They tryna expose the beast
Till I get a choppa singing just like jodeci
I brought my ice in the room now its cold
I brought

Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yeah

Best rapper in Africa yeah I'm really popping
Niggas really asking why I'm being so cocky
You should ask your sister why

to the sky, uh
And most times
I wasn’t really fine
Invested in myself and my homies to get me by
I was livin’ but I wasn’t alive, had to get right back
Life

Sho Shot

The Lady of Rage

Gridlock'd

1997

And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at

Now they call me Rage 'cause I rush and come down like a hammer 
Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar

hit's than Jodeci

Dead Game like a dream team nigga
And more doe and we about to get richer
More shows more doe more liquor
Dead Game like a dream team

like we did in the 90s
When TLC wasn't Too Proud to Beg, when that nigga Keith made you Sweat
Back when Jodeci sang Forever My Lady, you'll be my baby

the nineties, like we did in the nineties
When TLC wasn't too proud to beg, when that nigga Keith made you sweat
Back when Jodeci sang Forever My Lady, you'll

Sho' Shot [Necessary Roughness Version]

The Lady of Rage

Necessary Roughness

1997

And the lyrical attack is where my ammo is at

Now they call me Rage 'cause I rush and come down like a hammer 
Live rhythm get driven by vocal vehicular grammar

on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)

Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don’t

she loved Jodeci
Who gives a FUCK about K-Ci, he's just as skinny as me!
Heh, don't get me wrong at singing songs nobody's better
but +I Get Around+

she she teasing
I Get 'Er Done by the Weekend
Word to Jay I'll Get 'Er Done by the weekend
Months pass by
We not speaking
She was running round

Turn It Up

Johnta Austin

Turn It Up

2006

(Turn it up, turn it up)
How about some Jodeci?
(Turn it up, turn it up)
Bump and Grind to R Kelz
All you gotta do is say
J, turn it up

Now we off

(nah)
Tomorrow (tomorrow)
Is more than late (lil' bitch)
Look, uh, I took her to dinner, I bought the plate (uh)
I'm just tryin' to avoid the fakes

ओ ओ ओ (डम ड डम डम)
My yiy just changed
You just buzzed the front gate
I thank God you came
How many more days could I wait
I made plans with you

Aye what Jodeci say
(Don't talk jus listen)
It's time to get nasty
Gone and lay back ima spread them legs uont gotta ask me
Turn yo phone down better