Lyrics:
I'ma spit that Mike Skinner
Ghost Poet
Mos Def
Cool Jay
Rakim
Stretch the scheme like Dhalsim
Jazz swing
Intensify like DMX
Mad ting!
Tupac
Activism
Chamill is sick click click here's a clip
Bang bang at the rap game to make your spirits lift
And it seems to me the industry is all on Jigga's dick
Who you
they want to know, what's fuckin' with this shit?
Jay-z told 'em, look how many he sold 'em
'99's my time to shine and control 'em
Spread ones with
geekin
I been on this shit for weeks
Snake his cousin out now that's a slimy nigga
Bro aint shoot jay z but he done popped a jigga
Bitch start to snooze I
about
What do it mean to be the boss
It mean second place is the first one who lost
The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross
Truth or fiction,
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
the playground
New York is base, but this ain't tag, you ain't safe on base nigga, lets play
Verse 1
Cam'ron:
Camel-Clutch him, Iron Sheik
Farnsworth Jigga, lying
from any of those, consider it Harām
The minaret that Jigga built beyond the dome of the Roc
Was crafted, so beautifully, consider this Saddam
From
iconic
Jay-V bionic
Hold on
What the fuck I’m saying
Jay-V coming through dripped in baby blue
Chris style who knew
Dripped in baby blue
Huh
I
O P I Z
O P I Z Y
O P I Z Y
O P I Z Y
O P I Z O P I Z
O P I Z Y
Don't ask who it's O P I Z Y
O P I Z O P I Z
O P I Z Y
O P I Z Y
O P I Z Y
Don't
friends who not blood, i call them brothers, when we meet it's all love we be showing us every day
What's up with all the hate on the fucking menu?
You want
20K
And make it double back by the next day
Nah this ain't Jigga
Nah this ain't 50
Nah this ain't Diddy
Man this shit pretty
I need Nike Tech Fleeces,
breathe (That henny)
3 bad bitches (Bad)
Run em up by the set (Set)
Sipping on drank from a tea cup
Chasing this bag till my feet hurt (Feet hurt)
Heading
Meets SF
Hold tight T hold tight Eff
Stone on the beat with this one
This one's crazy as hell
I always knew what I wanted to be
Top of my game that was my
I wish death to all my enemies
Who here can match this energy?
Happiness is a memory
Pain became a new remedy
What it look like showing clarity?
They
dirt what dat make him a seed
He fake he show love when it's something he need
A legend was born and he made me dis beat
(Beat is brought to in part by
the truth, Ima blu ray
I'm shining get caught in the blue rays
Flyer den a T dot blue jay
Fuck what you say, see I'm real by definition, Or description
Dem
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
in trouble now (in trouble now)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Can't nobody save you now (save you now)
Look
When we ride, we gon' ride, we gon' show who's
than a snack wrap snicker
Too fat to snap zippers"
And half is what I'll do to Mac Miller
Now my minds first track figured
A nigga who treats his yak
Understand I'm only rhyming for this son of mine
And so my daughter can be a lawyer and reap the spoils
We ate the tuna, it's suede puma, my look is Jay
Then when I loved no one
Was to glad to have her back, Man, you know then she had no son
She was envied, by the geezers who had more sons than she did
all bi**es like a hoe
Sorry man we don't do snitches
What do you know you're a jonsing boy
Shebi you're the new f**k boy
Asa obuna ifu dika toy to you
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