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Inside with the jokes
My rhymes is fire like Hendrix's guitar
My favorite album by Blink is probably Boxcar
I'm a corporation that pays it's taxes
I'm

Don't Say a Word

J Dilla

Dillanthology: Dilla's Best

2009

try to keep quiet
Till you dropped off your label and your A&R fired
But real niggas like "That's Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya"
For real, I'm

wrote the crossover
But if the album sellout I'd be considered a sellout
The fans keep asking whens the album gonna come out
Ask your local execs I'm

and connect all of you!
I just wanna...
I just wanna...

I don't know a thing...
My words are flying in the soundwave
Created by my voice!
Echo is lost again!
I

over and party 
Get this muthafucka started off right (right)
I’m packed up to go took a trip to Mexico 
Mazatlan Sinaloa are you ready here I go 
I’m

ahead like five steps as I climb why 
Try to defy time you refuse to watch me no Timex
I say fuck this like I define sex
No R Kelly but I'm pissed

life is full of things that ain't play to my favor
I been through hell and discovered a way I could come out greater
I ain't programmed like they are I'm

Elizabeth Short
Was bisected
Cut into two
What you're about to witness
Are the share holders of these separate parts
Deadly as sin
There's nothing

Uh
Uh
Uh
Check it
Uh uh
Yo
Lames are ice grillin' me
Rappers wanna get rid of me
But aint no kid in me
You kidding me
OG'z is feelin' me
Considerably

your prime I know
Diamonds are making your time
Whenever you can't decide
I'll be right there by your side
Baby you know just hit up my line

Yeah, baby

hard for you
I been swerving way too far for you
And I learned that I'm way too smart for you
And these moments, they passing by
Thinking out loud, I'm

Let's talk about work ethic, Not mine specifically but how it gets measured
Not by a ruler or a graph, But by your effort
Playing life like a game

Bro does my hair need a cut or what?
I wish I could stop it like, "that's enough!"
I wanted a glow up, this shit makes me throw up
Surrounded by

cheap labor and fat profits by selling, to you
Before you say what I think, take a deeper look
Why are these people so poor that they need this work
No

know I could never tell
But you know I'm schooling niggas, teach you how to make a sale
Why you got your hand out when I did it by myself
Get the fuck up

the man above seems to just defy,
It's justified?
I guess
Read the bible, still stressed
My rival is death
My idols are dead, with goggles on head
I still

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

shot your album cover
I've the right patience, to your shit dictation
Then commence domestic mc word castration
Like excelles effects from a psychadelic

No Mistakes

Classified

Boy-Cott-In the Industry

I got props and pissed on

I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on
No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy
I never

fans of mine I'm fucking with are money fans
Yeah my fucking pants so fucking filled with Thomas Jeffersons
Get this bitch up off me, get this bitch up

man

Start off by lettin you know, See the pen that's Pai Mei
Mixed with Chris Tucker gettin real money from Friday
On some nice haze, that could have

Yo J. Scott
I always said that pendulum gonna swing back around
And cats are gonna wanna hear some real, vibin', old school type shit ya know?

and rhymes? Just saying
I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite
This time last year, man, I was

it out just to be the best version of myself
Scribbling verses that are better than your album
Howling at the moon
Shouting
Been up for days

I feel like I'm on the come up things are looking bright now (aye)
I've seen way too many rainy days I'm ready for that light now (aye)
Lost the love