Lyrics:
these rappers on Instagram spending 30K on these jets
I daydream about paper plane 'til it hit me right in my chest
Ooh, ooh, bidda-bop-bop
They not
Fast lanin, but the car flipped
I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie
I just kick thick game, some people say: why?
Cause I'm back on the block,
funny honey really I’m classy little Barb
But I am eating rappers like my body’s needing carbs
I tell Black Lives Matter when you pull out the Black
burn
Turn rappers into ashes when they're slain, cause it's what you urn/earn//
(interlude 1)
Call it shadowboxing, beating down your reflection
Put you
Yeah
Ils disent que j'suis un rapper
So I guess I gotta rap
Ils disent que j'fais des bangers
So celle-là faudrait qu'elle slap
Jeune Doble Effe
illiterate ignorant critical dissed it
Every idiot that ain't live it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my dick
[Chorus]
[J-Live
a hater no mo'
How can you live you life when you know you are a hoe?
I'm Dr. Real Phil, I'm here to help you let go
It ain't hard to keep it real!
It ain't
fightin
But I'll beat yo ass like a Spartan
Yeah I don't fit the mold of a rapper
I get it
Don't judge a book by its cover
Let's read on
Had it kinda rough
on the air
And people everywhere can join the big affair
No particular age
It'll make front page
It's Roxanne Shanté
And I'm live on stage
Live
Brainwashed and listen
Don't question the Mason
All you know is the "J's"
You ain't discover the "X"
You never question the "Y"
You blindly follow the "i"
I'm
C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, why'all niggas need
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
[Big Daddy Kane]
When I'm in motion, it's just like the flow of the ocean
The weight of the words swerve and curve
My style flexes bigger than
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
dealers
Sometimes I glorify the finer things
Because I didn't see them minor things
At the games, I'm known by the refs
Restaurants, I'm even greeted by
Song Title: J'adore
Melody by: 子義 Ziyi
Lyrics by: 子義 Ziyi & Karyn 詩敏
Production by: 子義 Ziyi
Verse 1 Karyn
The diamond shaped island, where love
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
or fall I stand tall you're small in fact
Step aside, you might get fried
By the super technique that the rapper applied
As a matter of fact, the impact
die for your nigga?
[F] Yeah I'd die for my nigga
[J] Would you ride for your nigga?
[F] I gets lie for my nigga
[J] Would you live for your nigga?
[F]
interlude]
Feel brand new...
And I'm just so happy to say...
Feel brand new...
Just so happy to see...
Feel brand new...
Embrace another day to see
Artists all around me know what they
Want but not doing it
That's why I'm paranoid
Cause these labels all want delusionists
Local rappers be gassed up
Ain't
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