Lyrics:
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
the top as sharp precision
If you got dissed at the Shop, 'cause if they caught you slippin'
They'd take your spot if someone got to rippin' you
And you
without your love?
i've stared at the sun
back to top
living in the red
these days, are so pell mell
toss me some sleep will you find me down deep
in
of partnership you may have fought
For this position and status, this entrepeneurship
Matter of fact, madness I planned this like serial killers are banished
Flows
might get in the projects then
I might take her to the loft
And i'm a boss and I swear to
God my last name is Ross
My mama told me that I got it
And I
Whoa-Yeah!
All your life you’ve wondered, if you are the one
If you are the man, and whether it can be done
You can take the bull by the horns,
wanna be entertainers
645 honeybee coupe come with a yellow stick
550 see thru top Gates for President
Demand what they tellin' me
Handle the legacy
J.T.R in it
Yo J.T.R, how you feeling
Mehn, I'm feeling like a million bucks
I feel like
In this give or take world right
You gotta give all it takes
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
"Wicked Clowns are invading you"
I'm Violent J, Papa Killjoy, I can't be fixed
I'm a crooked ass clown with some filthy tricks
I killed hot
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
to the top
Time to set-up
J-Rock and Randy
My plug to blow up
We catched up
Straight up
In the booth looked up
To build up a masterpiece
And we don't stop
Back
swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New
turnt now
Bring me that bottle pour it up now
Got broken glass up in my pocket
Roll that grass let's get it popping
We take it over the top, we take it
a let me take a swigger
And if you don't get any bigger
Yes, I'm that kind of nigga!
[J] Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
[X] To the East, my
a let me take a swigger
And if you don't get any bigger
Yes, I'm that kind of nigga!
[J] Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
[X] To the East, my
from the land of Head Hunter
Ain't no emotions
Love me or hate me
I'll stay in your mind
Such an attractive nuisance
All you know is the "J's"
You ain't
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
פילנטרופים כי, top! מה נו to do, tous ידעו, tous ידעו
Est même si j'ai pas d'monnaie
My money runs away (ממני)
J'ai mon corps, j'aime encore
Est même si j
a newspaper.
Actors/Characters: Two Males — President Roosevelt, Philander Knox, Attorney General
Section I / Intro - these dialogues are “spoken” (not sung)
Take me shoppin' 'round town
And she want Bump J to settle down
And for the I probably should
I'm just jokin'
I told her when I'm in town I'll call her
I
traîne dans l'décor de P-Town j'me sens comme dans un Scorsese
Posé dans un bordel, j'fais une trêve, fume une clope
Bois du scotch, une escort fait du
and cosmic, are not an extension
Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J;
tell me the direction of the crossroad way"
Up on the down stroke, valley in
gimme a twirl
Say Yeah I don't kiss and tell
Bet my ex don't wish me well
In a drop top with a different girl
Take my new bitch to a different world
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