(Chorus) Don't play games with J cause you'll see On the sidelines your fans be on mine (Repeat)
It's been a long time coming But the blood doesn't flow with the wait As we dead all the damn debate Anticipate this change gon come You damn straight Non stop till my name preceded by the great I get around like digital Pac And been around like the ice cream truck on your block And hold it down with a squirt gun deep in your sink Spittin around tight wisdom making you think If you around light sweetheart you can reflect Don't put it down cause you need art you can respect I know it sound not quite like what you expect Type underground meaning not just after the check If you predict this mist you can hardly detect Will draw you up plus six then you stand correct Lost and found no joke if you sleep or neglect Then suck a dick till it's poking out the back of your neck Now bring it in
Chorus
I heard nice guys finish last But see this theory doesn't quite explain the reason I'm Letting y'all rat racers leave the gate ahead of time And still politely waiting for you at the finish line Some people find it so amazing how I put a rhyme Together and bring it to life like Dr. Frankenstein I hope you can handle the truth cause see I'm frank with mine So it be seeming like I'm actin kinda stank at times But see my lines are built for battle like a tank design Runnin through obstacles like popeye through spinach time I got some rules and regulations to diminish crime And if you follow em you could become a friend of mine Some catch amnesia with their lyrics and remember mine Then they forget that it's a tool I use to speak my mind But then they even got the nerve to try to freak my rhymes But they get ate like they was paint and I was turpentine Now bring it in
Chorus
It's been a long time going But you still got a bounce in your neck Till your problems feel neglect It's incorrect if you still detect all of the stress From the folks that expect to divide your check See that's the shit that be making you think Soon as your ship comes in you'll be ready to sink The mind state got some scared of leaving their block Phobiatic they'll be going out like Biggie and Pac Now meanwhile some will swing it and it come out great Find a shorty give you wop till you can't see straight Tell her bounce in the morning she won't even debate Call her back next night and she just can't wait Peep the former home alone now he feel irate Trying to front upon the style that the Live create You hear the same word twice and wanna file a complaint Well check the order of the line that'll set things straight Now bring it in
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(Chorus) Don't play games with J cause you'll see On the sidelines your fans be on mine (Repeat)
It's been a long time coming But the blood doesn't flow with the wait As we dead all the damn debate Anticipate this change gon come You damn straight Non stop till my name preceded by the great I get around like digital Pac And been around like the ice cream truck on your block And hold it down with a squirt gun deep in your sink Spittin around tight wisdom making you think If you around light sweetheart you can reflect Don't put it down cause you need art you can respect I know it sound not quite like what you expect Type underground meaning not just after the check If you predict this mist you can hardly detect Will draw you up plus six then you stand correct Lost and found no joke if you sleep or neglect Then suck a dick till it's poking out the back of your neck Now bring it in
Chorus
I heard nice guys finish last But see this theory doesn't quite explain the reason I'm Letting y'all rat racers leave the gate ahead of time And still politely waiting for you at the finish line Some people find it so amazing how I put a rhyme Together and bring it to life like Dr. Frankenstein I hope you can handle the truth cause see I'm frank with mine So it be seeming like I'm actin kinda stank at times But see my lines are built for battle like a tank design Runnin through obstacles like popeye through spinach time I got some rules and regulations to diminish crime And if you follow em you could become a friend of mine Some catch amnesia with their lyrics and remember mine Then they forget that it's a tool I use to speak my mind But then they even got the nerve to try to freak my rhymes But they get ate like they was paint and I was turpentine Now bring it in
Chorus
It's been a long time going But you still got a bounce in your neck Till your problems feel neglect It's incorrect if you still detect all of the stress From the folks that expect to divide your check See that's the shit that be making you think Soon as your ship comes in you'll be ready to sink The mind state got some scared of leaving their block Phobiatic they'll be going out like Biggie and Pac Now meanwhile some will swing it and it come out great Find a shorty give you wop till you can't see straight Tell her bounce in the morning she won't even debate Call her back next night and she just can't wait Peep the former home alone now he feel irate Trying to front upon the style that the Live create You hear the same word twice and wanna file a complaint Well check the order of the line that'll set things straight Now bring it in
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