Lyrics:
Today is but a darkened, cobweb covered hive of industry
The tallest, widest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey
Behind a wooden door,
of God
Now sit back and listen to the song y'all
I heard children sing Allahu Akhbar in Turkey
One had a Russian AK, dirty Iverson jersey
I don't know if
No more chump change, none of that bull
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we
care
And I'm feelin' like Rapunzel wit' it
You got a new born in ya arms? I hit stick
Make you fumble wit' it
Torture you while the children there
I hurt
No more chump change, none of that bull
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we
'head and live careless
Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children's what welfare is
I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
my homies gone, why his face all on a jersey
Maybe cause I wrote this song, sent him off with zero mercy
He never made it home
We all children at heart
No more chump change, none of that bull
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we
JERSEY? {Jersey, Jersey-ayyyyy}
(Check mic one) Check mic two
YEAH THEY HEARD ME
How y'all feel? (Drinks on me!)
NOW WHO THIRSTY? {whoahhh-ohhhh}
with 'em
Oh I ain't goin' play wit'cha, I ain't goin' play wit'cha man!
Ha ha ha, I need y'all to sing children
Sing, I like it when the children sing
Of the new wastes of winter
Gathering royal momentum
On the icy road.
With chill mists swirling
Like petticoats in motion
Sighted on horizons
For ten
'head and live careless
Five years from now you'll be explaining to your children's what welfare is
I'm anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famous
I
New Jersey Love Story, listen up, talking to you
You don't wanna me hear me out, but talking to you
Situations, put yourself through, not loving
a baby
You hate the name Donna
You love to judge strangers' karma
You drove from New Jersey
The trucks always made you worry
Hold my hand now,
this outfit on
Knowing that Trump might curse at me
But I still black out in
An all black Kap' jersey
Listen, I don't think you heard me
I black out in
loot, put on the Timber boots
Checking out some Dali's like Tasha and Kamali
New York is a museum with its posters and graffiti
If you're in the city
or ink across the eyes
Or children in college
Or new cars or broken backs
While skiing in Switzerland
Or new politics or new wives
Or just natural change
They say I'm a demon but I say a devil cause we from New Jersey we got a few medals
Pushing the whip got my foot to the pedal
We speeding through
I write the
Chords of research don't just take it for granted
When I'm gone my mind remains a planet
If I keep buildin, and teach the children
All this hustles and struggles
Dey give my niggas more muscle
From a craddle to castle
Bossklan we on a new level
We about to change the game
No more chump change, none of that bull
Just movies, museums and the hall of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we
What is your issue? You over, man; I don't miss you
Scottie soft, you play like Jan Van Breda Kolff
New Jersey Nets real man; you ain't no Donald
Yearning for a freedom that still eludes them
The immigrant's children see their brightest dreams shattered
Here on the New Jersey shoreline in
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