I just wanna get my cool on in this Jazzy... slam Judah just count me in
[Verse 1:] All I need is the notepad A bottle of remy I can jot down the prozac I'm so intact so I stay sharp My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls It's a war with the enemy Writing verses could be a freestyle or something written in a week Ain't finna peak yet I just freeze 'em with the free, it's like my freestyles cleavage And my songs when they reach they official So unsip the bra be in awe from the nipple It's so simple To see things from a genius perspective when my competition ain't much I ate lunch but the? is running in me I'm looking at your dinner feeling like there's nothing in me It's nothing iller, than emcees that don't come with it Like a tongue that don't find Clinton Go head Joe, go head ho She ain't tryna go low go head home And I don't think homes, I just blank out Abuse paper run thru it 'til the inks out Like Ashanti, hip hops bounty Hunter, young'n in the fader like laundry Hoes love me get blown like lawn leaves And then I bounce like cars out in Long Beach A far reach from them rap dudes, yeah Them niggas spittin while I'm dishing out a typhoon I write tunes, I'm hoping that they dig it I break from what you hearin Please Listen
[Chorus:] Please Please Listen Yes, yes Please Listen Man Please listen up Please Listen Man Please listen up Please Listen Man Please listen up Please Listen Man Fuck it it's hip hop these niggaz don't give a damn
[Verse 2:] Catchdubs you a motherfucka No motherfucka dug it 'til you motherfuckin brung it to 'em Them label motherfuckas suckin every other young'n They swingin wood like them motherfuckas nunchuckingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
