Lyrics:
on tape
Accompanied by Shawn j. with the bid on bait
Put the grid on plate, on the ear or tray
Hot damn it captain Kirk and the Klingons say
You can't
You can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
Nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
Now we get flew from
Wiz, but all our checks are Cam'rom
Next chapter, next chapter, f-f-f-fatigues and cannons
Fresh rapper, fresh rapper right here where I'm standing
Wiz, but all our checks are Cam'rom
Next chapter, next chapter, f-f-f-fatigues and cannons
Fresh rapper, fresh rapper right here where I'm standing
you know
Uh, here go, here go my licensee right here
Okay"
Trunk full of yola (yola), here's the situation ('uation)
Flash light in my eyes, he
(Oh, shit! What up Chino Dolla?)
New Joc City, (Here it is, Block..?..)
But right now, you 'bout to witness a nigga gon' of dat patron. (Hu-huh,
though
I'm still here, where the rest go?
This right here manifesto
I got some gold on my front tooth
And my hair grow like it's kudzu
Told her take
Keepin' it real, son, that's right
The shining star, you're my shining star, girl
Yo, New York in the house
Is Brooklyn in the house?
Uptown in
So I'm here now so I count my blessings
More in store, more corridors that I'll explore
And all in time, I'll cross their thresh and
Be better
space
'Cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place
Showed her my boarding pass and then she sort of gasped (it's right here)
All embarrassed
[J Dilla:]
Yeah
Let's go
Turn it up
Introducin'
World famous beat junkie
Jay Dilla
Yeah
I got my man with me
[Common:]
Get up get up,
mistake
So I figured I'd open it as I light a j
And try to keep my mind at bay
But something stood out right away
It was written in this scarlet ink I never
alley-oop
Around the moon and shoot a
Viet Congo drum like
Edward Blake Griffin
Ha! Ha! Ha!
It's just jokes
Am I right, Mr. J?
It's all a joke, a cosmic joke,
of death
I fear no evil for thou art with me thou ride with me
J-J-Jah! Ras-tafari
I can't forget you knotty dreads, y'all up in here
I gotta respect
beats, like Benson and Hedges.
I'll be here by all for one, baby, one for all.
Need a nigga call anytime, I'll be there for y'all.
Sometimes you need
ride, that's me, he'd die
He the kid with the J's and the Levi's
He'd mind, king and he'd sign
Murder everything and do it by design
He'd fly and he
The years is ours, from here on out
Theodore, straight up and down
Word up, introducing next
You know, acknowledge the great
My muthafuckin' man J
Or the third when you finally understand
Right about now I be MC J-Live, although I wear many hats
And several titles, its vital, the recital is recognized,
?
(right)
I can't be watching people die
(Die)
and watching people cry
Let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room here for you and for me
down here, damn near
They throw homeless people in, stab 'em,
cook 'em right there
I can dive, roll, somersault, tunnel crawl, spring
I been bitten by so
upset
'Cause I don't get upset
'Cause I don't get upset
Ay yo J take me out of here
'Cause I don't get upset
'Cause I don't get upset
'Cause I don't get
about to chop your ass up dump what's left in the lake
(Dump it right here)
No I'm mentally raw so do not try to relate
Imma let off these shots until
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
my baby, let's just make it
I got my Gaga 9-7 on right now
Lady (you gotta puff a J to this one
Can't roll a blunt up to this one boy)
You're so
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