Lyrics:
'm livin' uptown, I stay by that weed spot
(I ain't neva had nada) I got to upgrade to J's from them Reeboks, brr
(I ain't neva had nada)
My momma worked
I don't need no team
I don't need no fuckin help
All I need is me
I don't need nobody else
I do this by myself
Do this by myself
I do this by myself
the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give
How y'all feel out there?
Aw yeah, alright aight, check this out
One, two, three, in the place to be
As it is plain to see
He is DJ Run, and I am
How y'all feel out there?
Aw yeah, alright aight, check this out
One, two, three, in the place to be
As it is plain to see
He is DJ Run, and I am
've done
Livin in the Land of Liberty
This what God hath sent for me
I'm Patriot J when I cook
2020 Ain't no stopping me
I got a couple degrees, so that mean
Oh
Yeah
So much for first single on this one
Shady's the label, Aftermath is the stable
That the horses come out of, er-ra
Of course we're
Even though I got a cold, and I sound like shit
What the fuck was that?
Fuck it, leave it in, the shit is phat
You heard this beat 80 times and it's
forget it
My dawg gon eat like spaghetti
My goal I set I met it
I came out the mud with a penny
I'm Making this paper And now I got many
I make sure my
Intro
A-yo ice, man. i'm working on this term paper for college. what's the
First amendment?
Verse 1
Freedom of speech, that's some motherfuckin'
on the sun
I'm the reason why it ain't always sunny
This my life, I do what I want
They tryna go big but get pressed by a button
(dig)
Wake up and turn
like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few MC's
But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax
And take the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J
somebody else up in my house
See
Your secrets safe with me
And for the record
Know this is all off the record
Oh but I bet you get mad
When ya friends say
On the uptown high block, he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin', this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
On the uptown high block, he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slippin', this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream about the get-back
Hook
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA, J
the names of his other kids
Like fuck me, I don't exist
And you actin' like I'm s'posed to praise you?
My whole life you bought a pair of J's
And you
Tell me how you feel, son
Tell me how you feel, son
Tell me how you feel
You rappers got nothing for me
When Sound-Sounwave record me
Every MC, I'm sure
'm dead, crushed me in a split second
So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doing on this record?
The smog is here
(Chorus)
The smog is coming
The smog is
Records will melt to the heat of this beat
Totally designed to destroy concrete
I'm Arabian Prince, I don't rock the bell
I tear this sucker down
Huh, hell naw I can't quit,
Hell naw man we got too much money to be getting shot up
Stay down, Grand Hustle
Look, I'm this far from being
to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by
on the record.
I'd written 'You really got me' as tribute to all those great blues people
I love: Leadbelly and Big Bill Broonzy. And Dave was playing the song
record
Coming up from scratch, yea, I started at the bottom
Empty out the Hennessy, I'm at bottom of the bottle
Just got the job done, okay, I'm waiting
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