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Look I'm not a gimmick, there's not a rapper I'm trying to mimic
My life move about a mile a minute Make the best of it while I'm in it Talk shit I'll never get offended I'm so pushin' to the limit I could shake of 20 haters Ignore em' and handle my business Highly hood got my named cemented A threat to every rapper in the game or that's ever been in it 5'6" but I stand tall, built for war, sort of like the Great Wall Of China, hear my footsteps like Yao Ming's behind ya Don't remind me, do whatever to you, fly back and it'll be Hell on earth for you to find me They say we all look alike, cook alike But they aint't know that we all crooks alike I changed the game when I took the mic In Freestyle what it took for you to write, good night! I am here now, say what you want I know I got something you want I am here now, think what you want This is my life, let's get it on It's like a curse being successful The more progress, the more stressful Don't ask about heart, I got a chestful Thrown into a cesspool of sex juice So my next move was to elevate for the best view I got a few things to confess too They say I'm famous, I don't feel special Plucked from a few to be placed on a pedestal Only to be ridiculed and find out they want to get rid of you Once you near your pinnacle they try to limit you From the start of your career when they finish you That's why in interviews I keep my shit minimal And if I do say something it's subliminal Is it because I'm signed to killers and criminals? It's pitiful, this rap game is too political But fuck it, I ain't got shit else to do I am here now, say what you want I know I got something you want I am here now, think what you want This is my life, let's get it on Yo, yo you don't gotta give me my respect, I'ma take it You ain't gotta punch me into night I'ma lay it You ain't gotta loan me no money I'ma make it And I do anything I can get away with I say what I want, take it how you take it Media hype that I've created has enhanced my hatred Came from the basement, rose amongst the stars like a space ship Face it, there's no replacement Time you spend looking for the one is time wasted I'm too defined, my design you can't trace it So give it up, I ain't bitter but I'm getting sick enough to take my contract and rip it up Plus my friend say I'm forgettin' stuff Is it cause I failed to get intouch While I'm out rappin', travelin', gettin' bucks And my hearts in Miami indeed Oh I ain't forget, I just got my family to feed I am here now, say what you want I know I got something you want I am here now, think what you want This is my life, let's get it on |
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Jin
The Rest Is History Neo keep 'em rockin baby Double R what! I got this part right here From the start to the finish, Imma bark on contenders wanna tarnish my image, I cant promise forgiveness see I was never like this, my moms would never like this and yall was never like us, thats why yall never liked us see I might take ya style, flip it back make it crack sell a couple mil get some stacks, here you go now take it back Im spittin lines of fire, Im in the line of fire designer attire makin me a sign of desire I just rhyme to inspire, ya favorite line supplier I run thru fan signs and landmines the size of tires how many minds inquire, I got mines and acquired enough props to make yall resign and retire Now hold on and just stomp stomp get ya hands off me 2x this is hot as gets, ya shits not as intense my flow got 'em convinced, they aint got at him since my backs against the wall so if I turn and flee and run from whats in front of me that wont make no sense at all this for my dons and divas, haters and non believers they just tryna deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus why you tryin to critique this dont take kindness for weakness, leave you behind the speakers body minus some pieces you got records to sell, I got records to break you will never excel against me, measure the rate I got too much at stake, I just follow my fate annihilate and dominate and I aint even tryna wait Now hold on and just stomp stomp get ya hands off me 2x While you hang out I bang out, make moves like shots rang out wanna know what my slang bout? they be like 'shut yo damn mouth' ya chances are slim, makin advances on Jin while you shootin the breeze, Im dancin with the wind this is not ya ordinary, my style sorta varies slaughter you, than ya crew cause you know the more the merry you already know the outcome, so how come you doubt son 'Im goin out by any means necessary' Malcolm hiphop without Jin is like shootouts with guns churches without nuns, bankers without funds smokin without lungs, cities without slums if my fans force me get ya fuckin hands off me Now hold on and just stomp stomp get ya hands off me 2x |
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Ayo Jin theres a couple things you gota have
when you doin ya club record. I got you dont worry. Guru play the beat! I always wanted to say that on a record, you gota have that.You gota have a "Ho! Ho! Ho!". Gota have two of those..hit 'em with a.."whoo whoo whoo" I like that, thats not bad..come on.. oh yeah, you know what else you need??.. JUST BLAZZZZZZE!!! You cant help but love the way that he flow when he leave the club ladies be like "did you see which way did he go?" battle raps are cool but not for radio though when my single drop Imma charge like 80 a show if you droppin with me get ready for a pitfall when my shit hit stores Imma charge a bit more man Im tryin to copp my toys in two and stay away from the boys in blue its cause Im gettin dough the beast are mad at me but these cops are jokes like Police Academy too much stress and I aint blew up yet went from the 7 train to the lex got you upset I never stress over a chick Im slick like lou rawls If I was papasmurf you couldnt give me blue balls thick dick playa rip thru walls balls so large it couldnt fit in two jars This my club song cause I said club this my club song this my club song if you wanna blow then you gota make a club song this my club song did he say club? this my club song this my club song everybody got one so I had to make a club song Throw ya hands high reach for the sky for my piece of the pie Imma beast I aint speakin no lie Im frequently high freak a bunch of freaks in the back of the jeep alpines reachin its peak I put 'em to sleep aint no reason to speak why I creep got 'em sayin that theyll leave in a week poof! be gone I wont miss you at all now you sayin I did you wrong I wont miss you at all gota passion for tho gassin those live my life like everydays a fasion show I aint playin you know what Im sayin I wasnt talkin bout ya IQ when I told you gimme some brains Fam you better play ya part cause ya girl she bout to have a change of heart when I come thru find me in the cut like a stitch gettin wild love cause "Im Rick James beeotch!" This my club song cause I said club this my club song this my club song if you wanna blow then you gota make a club song this my club song did he say club? this my club song this my club song everybody got one so I had to make a club song Im playin playstation braggin, in the back of a gray station wagon Enyce jeans saggin aint used to the club what am I thinkin only Tunnel I been to is the Holland and the Lincoln problem when Im drinkin I get tipsy easy leave the bartender a hundred dolla tip believe me shorty on the dance floor Im down to get inside of it said she celibate I said cool I only buy a bit This my club song cause I said club this my club song this my club song if you wanna blow then you gota make a club song this my club song did he say club? this my club song this my club song everybody got one so I had to make a club song Im in here pimpin fam, why else would I walk up limpin man and me bein the pimp I am shorty order what you like cause its on me 2x |
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| 3:54 |
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Get high get love, thick girls go on shake ya big butt you in the club with some world wide thugs and wherever you see us we 'gone kick it its all love Now I get high get love, thick girls go on shake ya big butt you in the club with some world wide thugs and wherever you see us we 'gone kick it its all love [Jin] Now my whole set get love Im in the Chi two steppin with them thugs and big man you can search all you want but you aint gon' find no drugs and no guns yeah yall can get weeded up, beat it up, but dont eat it up, this aint a slow jam so I can speed it up I aint sparkin the metal, I just wanna talk to the ghetto bag the baddest chick with the sharpest stilletos Im so influential, you showin potential and you gon' know what Im workin with when I hold it against you destination V.I.P. you can follow us but if we was the last sip would you swallow us shorty feelin my style because Im humorous put me on Cloud Nine and its accumulus assume its us Jin, Mr. quick-to-dis-ya and Twista spit so fast ya lips'll blista Now I Get high get love, thick girls go on shake ya big butt you in the club with some world wide thugs and wherever you see us we 'gone kick it its all love 2x [Twista] When I come in the party better get live cause I pulled up in a platinum 7-6-5 who say lyrical niggas dont know how to party see me jackin up shorty while Im grippin on her thick thighs I like the way she workin that badunkadunk bouncin her phatty when the bass go boom she witness how Twista spit it so now she want me to hit it cause Im blazin up the booth and raisin up the roof Im in the V.I.P. sippin on Cris' and Henn' all the ladies is trippin cause they cant get in they see me ballin with the Ruff Ryder homie and said they only drink dark liquor but now they want some Jin everywhere we kick it we got the club sold international hustlers that travel the globe rockin the thugs makin hoes keep it live its the double R connect and that nigga Twista from Chi, Im fly Now I Get high get love thick girls go on shake ya big butt you in the club with some world wide thugs and wherever you see us we 'gone kick it its all love 2x [Jin] We could definitely kick it I dont wanna just stick it if bein fine was crime girl I'd have to write you up a ticket if you down show me a sign just like a picket and I got two middle fingers for all of you critics never you witness someone so clever who spit this Im only here for one night so Im mixin pleasure with business every few minutes I drink a couple of shots take a dutch break it in half and fill it up with some pot Now I Get high get love thick girls go on shake ya big butt you in the club with some world wide thugs and wherever you see us we 'gone kick it its all love 2x Lil mama shake some, if they dont like it fuck it they some haters (shake it girl) lil mama work some, if they dont like it fuck it they some haters (work it girl) 2x |
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| 3:36 |
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(Hook:)
Most of ya'll all sound the same With ya fancy cars and ya diamond rings Don't you know it's about to change? What are you so afraid of? The MC, master of ceremonies My pen be faster, how dare you phonies? That tempt me run back and tell ya cronies How I gently mack the tenderonies (woo) The DJ, the crowd motivator (uh huh) We don't cross-over we cross faders Outrageous, divine motion Record scratchin me calamine lotion B-Boys high as your hands reach (uh huh) Bombed them with two aerosol cans each This for the future, past, and the present I'm takin this rap thing back to the essence (Hook (x2)) I rip out your tonsil now you feelin it Hip hop is dead, you responsible for killin' it I've been sent to avenge the death Breath life into the game defend what's left They remind me of you, minus the deal (deal) You remind me of me, minus the skill Every new week comes a song Til the next one hit wonder comes along Ya video is on 106 and TRL? (uh huh) Does that mean that your shit gon' sell? (uh uh) Honestly this joint prolly won't top the charts (nah) Cuz I ain't all up in the club and I ain't bout to start (Hook (x2)) Radio suckas neva play me It's all good ya'll don't pay me Even though I wanna cash in Rather have loyalty to Jin Than royalties for spins Sell ya soul for joints and jams Til you fall off and dissapoint ya fans They'll let you know the minute you forget You in it for the check or you in it for respect I'm tryin to get both and not fail to connect With each one of ya'll so my sales are direct And me not tryin to sound all righteous I know a lot of ya'll got a feel just like this (Hook (x2)) |
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| 4:00 |
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Chorus 2x: (Kanye)
I gota love that's better then You ever was, you've never been No good for me, I guess I was Just way too hood for you to be with Verse 1: Yo I was doing a show with Kanye in the West Mid that is, so basically the Chi, M.I. is up in the mix We in the game now, it makes perfect sense The kid that dropped outta college, the other never went We take turns doing our one, two's and yes yes yalls Look at shorty with my name tatted on her breast yall Mr. West what do you think is the best? (Take em backstage, get aquainted that's what I suggest dawg) When it coming to spittin G, I'm one of the best yall She look goods, smell clean and she had fresh draws Naw, that's too good to be, Usually them type of chicks ain't good for me, no! Chorus 2x: (Kanye) I gota love that's better then You ever was, you've never been No good for me, I guess I was Just way too hood for you to be with Verse 2: I got a.. way with words, I use words in ways I convince birds to come out they cage and play Polly want a Gucci parka, ma what did you say? Polly might get a cracker ain't no trickin today (hey) But anyway though, she got it on smash like mashed potatoes High class with a ass that'll smash on J. Lo Lay low, got play-doh, stash the payroll Ain't no credit card, spendin cash on Rodeo And me, I'm at the Slausson Swap Meet Lookin for a pair of air 1 and white tee She want champagne, I got Sisco and Kool-Aid Why go to the movies, let's watch the bootleg Chorus 2x: (Kanye) I gota love that's better then You ever was, you've never been No good for me, I guess I was Just way too hood for you to be with Verse 3: Girl I don't wear Prada, never met Gucci Or wore Ver-sake (Versace), all is too boozie We all know Kanye is Mr. Louis Vuitton But if I see a L and a V, I'd think that its on That's what my old chick used to clash with me (Jin, why'd you get this fake Louis bag for me?) Actually, you should be happy I purchased that I take this as a sign, you don't want the matching hat Huh, I'm too gutter, you more Parkay with yours I'm more I can't believe it's not butter What the other suckas do for love is a damn shame I got a new significant other cause plans change Chorus 2x: (Kanye) I gota love that's better then You ever was, you've never been No good for me, I guess I was Just way too hood for you to be with |
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| 4:33 |
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Yeah, I'm Chinese and what? Yeah, you know who this is, Jin Let me tell you this The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings coming to your house five years is over [Chorus] Ya'll gonna learn Chinese Ya'll gonna learn Chinese Ya'll gonna learn Chinese When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese Ya'll gonna learn Chinese Ya'll gonna wanna be Chinese Ya'll gonna learn Chinese When the pumps go off, ya'll gon' speak Chinese [Jin] Go fuck with your head man I know a bunch of crypts that love Redman Blood book in New York man things done change Stop, the chinks be all over the game This ain't Bruce Lee, I watch too much TV This is a game of death when I aim for your chest Too much sex got me seeing slow motion Eyes barely open with a roach roasting' And your girl, she loves the gin ocean Rub it on her body like body shop lotion What's the commotion, you never seen me? The original chinky eye emcee You don't want to step to the army And Double-R rank refugee And the battle of the gun is gonna make you speak another language And amigo I ain't talking about Spanish [Chorus] [Jin] This one goes out to those that order four chicken wings And pork fried rice and throw dice In the hood, you think this is all good? Till the cowboys roam through like Clint Eastwood I wish you would come to Chinatown Get lost in town, end up in the lost in found Eyewitnesses, you must be crazy We don't speak English, we speak Chinese And the only po-po we know is the pigs on the hood out in the window Every time they harass me, I wanna explode We should ride the train for free, we built the railroads I ain't ya 50 Cent, I ain't ya Enimem I ain't ya Jigga Man, I'm a chinaman Ginseng in the palm of my hand She looks suprirsed in the palm of my hands You know what's next? Safe sex I'll be damned if I sleep in the flesh with the insect [Hook] (Woman singing) (Jin speaking Chinese: This one sounds good. Let's give her a call on the phone.) Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things (Jin speaking Chinese: Really?) Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [Jin] The moral of the story is Don't judge a book by its cover I know you think he's fam, but he's really undercover I saw his name on the affidavit It was written in Chinese and this is what he said: (Jin Speaking Chinese: The chinese restaurant is closing soon) Bring about some local hooligans and thugs so Catch them at midnight when they close the shop up Reading the Ten Commandments, cooking up heckka Movie small posters are all over the walls If they think you'd save me the bullet, it's so over ya'll Me, I'm just Jin just doing my thang Just doing my thang, just doing my thang Why is there beef everywhere I go? I'm drunk skewing, can't we all get along My ladies with the thongs, my thugs with the firearms Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Wyclef: all the ghetto) Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Wyclef: all the suburb) Ya'll gonna learn Chinese When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese. (Wyclef: Refugees) Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Jin speaking Chinese: di lo) Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Jin speaking Chinese: Hurry, get out of here) Ya'll gonna learn Chinese When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese (Woman singing) [Hook] [Wyclef] The game will never be the same (Jin speaking Chinese: I already played the game) Double-R refugees (Jin speaking Chinese: Let's go home) First Chinese rapper First page rapper Refugees (Jin speaking Chinese: Chinatown) (Jin speaking Chinese: I already played the game) (Jin speaking Chinese: That's it) |
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(This --- Playin', This the making right here)
Yea yea yea yea Jin (Jin), The rest is history, Lemme take you to my hood, Come on(come on come on) (Chorus) I'm goin to Miami, I'm goin to the fair To see a senorita, with flowers in her hair Aww shake it senorita, shake it if you can Show all the boys around the block you're doin your damn thang (Verse 1) Wait a minute wait a minute this is how it started Senorita caught my eye, she shake it the hardest Yeah she knows that I'm an artist, but that's regardless Situation elevatin I'm anticipatin Body got me mesmerized I ain't tell no lies You better tell those guys, you belong to me I followed you, danced wit' 'chu, bounced wit' 'chu shaked wit' 'chu girl I'm lovin' you, hatin' you where would you ???? girl We can do anything under the moonlight You in the mood right I'm in the mood too Now shake it shake it, keep doin' what you gotta do I know a lot of J-Lo's, but they ain't fly as you (Chorus 2x) (Verse 2) We in the M-I M-I, mami am I am I As cool as a 745 or Ocean Drive Is that your senorita? Do you really please her Give her to me, I'll make her hotter than a fever Talk to me ma, is it the palm trees Blue water while we fallin off our jet-skis Back to the hood, we can get nice together now Take her to bed afterward whatever You know I'm number one, you bangin like the drums Listen to the ocean while we chill under the sun As tastefully, basically it I came to Miami just to see you shake your shhhh (Chorus 2x) (Verse 3) I'm sweatin it's hot, it's damn near three o'clock Tell the DJ play the record let the needle drop *Ficky ficky vicky* This joint is hot Mami give me look mami you can be on top now Slow, your, roll is where we go No, one, knows I'm gettin dropped I paint a picture, I'm layin wit' 'cha I came to caress your soul, I ain't playin wit' 'cha I'll take an itty bitty piece of your mind wit' me You runnin' through mine, like Diddy did the whole city I'm flyin' through the clouds, you soarin' through the air To see my senorita, she's waitin' at the fair (Chorus 2x) |
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| 4:45 |
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(Intro)
Its from the heart This is from the heart right here Everybody has a story to tell Check this out yo (Verse 1) I knew this Chinese dude in Junior High part of my crew, Everybody knew this kid he was the talk of the school, Intelligent and well spoken respected by teachers, All the other students kept they eyes on the sneakers, What can I say? You can tell he's cool if you talk with him, During fire drills girls would want to walk with him, He can have any chick up in his view, But there was only one girl he wanted to call boo, See its all true found himself stressed in a dead end, The girl he was feeling was obsessed with his best friend, His best friend's a player thats the reason he's pissed, Plus he treat her like she don't even exist, He ain't tryin to hate on his man but there was no helpin' it, Wrote the girl a letter told her how he felt in it, She was shocked at first at him revealin' the truth, But then she realized that she was feelin' him too. (Chorus) Oh I've been thinking of you Oh I've been thinking of you Oh I've been thinking of you and you've been thinking of me Oh (Intermission) So you know as time goes by Things get a little more serious Just listen (Verse 2) It was strictly hip-hop not a bump to slow-jams all day, Went to holdin' hands to makin out in the hall way, Their relationship seemed like a dream come true, As time went by their friendship grew, Starin' at the stars tradin' secrets on the phone, When her parents were at work she would sneak him in her home, He told her he was a virgin the day that they met, So on his birthday he got a gift he'll never forget, Females were jealous but they still callin' him cute, First day of summer school they rocked the matching nautica suits, Happy on each others arms can it be? They found true love livin' in a fantasy, Then reality attacks his pops couldn't see past the fact, His son was asian but his girlfriend was black? Imagine having to choose between the one that you love or your fam? That's like cutting off your right or left hand. Damn... (Chorus) (Intermission) I know this sounds like a true story It could have happened to any one of us Its crazy though right? Check it Now if this sounds like a true story that's probably cause it is, And I know for a fact cause I'm that Chinese kid, Lookin' back now I know it's more than just a crush, I'm sayin the whole experience taught me so much, Love can overcome anything that gets in its way, That's the reason I still think of shorty 'till this day, We talk now and then shes doin' her thing, We both all grown up I think she's rockin' a ring, I know she's proud of me and all the things I've accomplished, She was there when I was nobody thats bein' honest, Ain't no shame I'll admit it she was there when I cried, So in return I wiped the tears from my eyes, As far as my pops he's alittle more open minded, If his son is happy he's a hundred percent behind it, Now this is a song I know I had to do, 'Cause all this stuff I went through might have happened to you. (Chorus) (Last words) Everybody remembers they first love You only get one You gotta remember I just want you to know Jin still thinking about you I know you've been thinkin' about me too. |
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It's like I've been waiting my whole life for this For this chance for ya'll to hear me somethings i gotta get off my chest though Just so that ya'll know They say only the good die young, and with that said It dont get no better then me, its coming from my head I represented for yall when i came thru the market Bout to come in who i am, i became a target And what hurts is all the bullshit coming from my own kind They say Jin's fake, he dont keep it real in his rythems He make us look soft, that kid ain't commit no crimes YOU GOT DAMN RIGHT, want me to say it then fine I ain't a killa, i ain't a gangsta, and i ain't no thug I dont walk around with guns and i dont sell drugs I'm not a murderer, i aint never said i was, so what the fuck ya hating on me for huh [HOOK] See I don't want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won? let them cram my style no and I won? let them hold me down no Tell her that I? ok tell her that imma make a way somehow AY Yo Jin! You Double R bust guns I ain't about that shit Trouble just comes my way, i dont invite that shit I got a career here, i ain't looking for fights to pick Got more pain in my heart that i knew can exist Like that night, they pull the guns out and bang my man I was like fuck rap, i almost had a change of plans He took a bullet for me, how i'm gonna repay that man What if he woulda die, what i'm soppose to say to his fam The life i chose endanger all my family and friends Some shit i wish i could change but yet promise i can't People are killed to get to the position i'm at Only to die and heard to find out it ain't worth that Still wanna rap? [HOOK] See I don? want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won? let them cram my style no and I won? let them hold me down no Tell her that I? ok tell her that imma make a way somehow (thats how they getting down) Two turn table and a rapper that was that was (that was how they did it then, this how they do it now) 20 young mans with there gats up Gotta travel like that or they'll try to attack us (that how they getting down) The great settle their beef with rap battles lets go (that was how they did it then, this is how they do it now) If they ain't better then you, now they shooting at you Know it sound tragic but hey you know (that how they getting down) So what i'm soppose to do? keep 20 bodyguards And a large entourage, cause everybody's hard Sometimes i wonder what happen to love and respect All i see now is haterd and death [HOOK] See I don? want to hold a grudge so I cruise fast in my Cadillac My momma would be so disgusted if she knew the way these grown folks stack See I won? let them cram my style no and I won? let them hold me down no Tell her that I? ok tell her that imma make a way somehow |
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| 14. |
| 4:07 |
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Yeah, uh, yeah
(Verse 1) You at my welcome mat and I ain't mad by letting you in Long as you listen to me closely as you get to know Jin First of all I had the thirst of all rappers combined Worst of all people told me I was wasting my time Like I was better off making up computer designs A doctor, a lawyer, or anything that's using my mind When I used to rap I usually got refused and declined Till I felt abused and used it as fuel in my rhymes In every battle, the race card was my downfall Till I read the Art of War and used it to clown y'all I'm still battling but on a different note Not rappers, but labels, same ocean but a different boat Them CEOs must be sniffin' coke Don't they know that I'm the dopest product on either coast? They tried to drown me, but I stayed afloat Here's a verse for you to quote The realest shit I ever wrote (Chorus) C'MON! Now that I got your attention I gotta say this I know that it's been debated I'm a gimmick they created C'MON! All the people that hated because I made it, two-faced When they the same ones that wished that I'd make it C'MON! All the critics that's jealous that I've created Still highly anticipated they nothing to do but face it C'MON! Even though that I'm asian oriented be patient Cause we gon' make it so if you rollin' with me (Verse 2) We together now, we ain't gotta act like strangers I done let you into the deepest and darkest chambers Introduced you to Jin, all the pain and anguish Gave you reasons why they say the fame will change us It's most common amongst entertainers Rappers and athletes, how can you blame us? Runnin' round crazy, saying I ain't the same cause But jealousy, is a funny thing that the brain does How can you not see, in simple and plain view My fame ain't changed me, man it changed you But then again I guess that's what haters do And it's a damn shame my fans got haters too It's like the listen, and disregard the lyrics Imagine if they flipped it and the artist were the critic And everything YOU did was under the scope And YOUSE about to get hung, and we the ones with the rope (Chorus) (Verse 3) If you think about it, me and you, we really the same Ain't nothin' different about us but the faces and names The places we came, lies that were placed in our brains If our ancestors knew they'd be disgraced and ashamed So I chose to be the one to change the pace of the game Look at me, hot as California burnin' in flames Still I feel, that everything I earn is in vein Unless I do somethin' positive with what I obtain These people must truly think I'm really insane Like my life around me revolves around the jewellery and dames I'm quick to rip that picture right up outta the frame I ain't tryna see my whole life go down the drain And be, 40 years old still hoppin' the train Frontin' with a fake smile like I'm doin' my thang Hurting inside, tuck in my pride, hide in my pain If you've never settled for less then you feelin' the same (Chorus) |
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Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the world famous
"Karaoke Night" at the Ruffryder lounge. Tonight we're gonna try something a little different. (Jin) This is not an exclusive, so pardon me as I get on my Posdu new shit you know them stakes is high I cant relate to guys that create disguise-is exaggerate how great they pies is is that a pizza or lemon merengue you aint slangin a thang, play guerilla but you aint even orang and a tang I hang with a gang, we ride til we die preferably ride yessire I professor M-I CNN for information, order now and get free installion, oops youre a flow too late, I got the flow of two lakes Ontario and Michigan that means great for every rap fan listenin soon you will be seein and you will be agreein even though Im Chinese I do a show for the Koreans cause Im so dope and my flow so tight I could turn Karaoke to Open Mic Night (right) 4x (Styles P.) Why dont you try to Karaoke this verse is the nigga with a whole bunch of birds and dont none of them chirp ten ways to calm down and dont none of them work I go bezerk with a gun in my shirt blow a hundred of earth, pastor said dont come to the church Im a problem when it come to the work listen if its a race to split ya face I'll be comin in first I show up niggas wonder who Im comin to murk got my broad in the corner gun under the skirt and we lookin at ya jewels, tryin to wonder the worth gettin slayed at night, take away the ice cause its sorta like sprite, how we obey our thirst shoulda known you seen both of the R's ghost come with the toast, Jin came with the Chinese stars you can catch me downtown at a Chinese bar dai-ma like a motherf**ker high off la' wha.. Im so dope and my flow so tight I could turn Karaoke to Open Mic Night (right) 4x (Jin) simply put I limp with a pimpery foot and thats just how its meant to be took or taken, I hate the pigs but I got fam out in Frisco thats my bay-kin see how that works a beat and the perks of bein a jerk me and styles P leave you deep in the dirt peek in ya hears whisper in ya ear freakin a verse while the deacons speakin a church oh lord Im so dope and my flow so tight I could turn Karaoke to Open Mic Night (right) 4x |
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We May Look Different But We See The Same Sky We may see different But we cry the same cry To wake up daily, And sleep better nights, Thats what we all wish for to seek a better life, right? It's unfortunate, when tragedys strike, But the truth is reality bites, June 4th 89, a day residents fear Now known as The Massacre At Tiananmen Square The day I turned seven they were mourning and grieving Thousands of innocents die for what they believed in Come with nothing but heart and a point to prove Stood infront of tanks and refused to move What Would You Do? Run or stand still whens your lifes on the line To test a mans will Seeking change and they found but in death Strangers yet they were my blood and flesh This happened in China, But you ain't gotta be asian to relate To the struggle, pain and hard aches [Chorus:] You'll never know, You'll never get it, There is no choice, We can't forget it We look up We see the same sky We look up We cry the very same cry See, I'm a grown man It hurts when I turn on the news And see thats going on in my homeland This SARS epidemic, could've been lives Could've stand for Should Asians Really Survive They'll try anything to break your family apart Politics could break down the manliest heart Can the child within my heart rise above If theres a billion of us I shouldn't have to look for love Overpopulation, but damn just to meet the needs Its illegal to have more than one seed How can you dictate birth regardless the women And the parents they make the hardest decisions Sons keep their family names so thats not an option Imagine having to put your daughter up for adoption And even though its beyond your control Keep your head up heres a sond for your soul [Chorus] If you don't know where you came from You can't get the way your trying to go Theres ain't denying so, its true I got some big shoes to fill But If I don't lead the movement, then who will Stuck between a rock and a hard place Thinking about the refugees that went to see god's place 16,000 miles across the ocean tides Some died, some got lucky and survived I wouldn't call it luck, they reached their destination Modern day slavery without the plantation Them sneakers on your feet cost $100 a pop My peoples making 15 cents a day in sweatshops To make them kicks, so you can look good. Think we open restaurants cause we cook good? Hell No, we ain't got no choice I gotta speak up, without me my people have no voice |
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This feels good right here. Just happy to be here. I mean, I gota take a moment to thank those that made a difference, whether small or big. Damn, where should I start though?
First and foremost I gota give praise to the lord above and his almighty ways blessin me with the gift to lift spirits and evoke emotions thru these words everytime you hear it I got the lyrics and flow, Im capable so when I blow, just know this ones for April and Joe me and my little sister, we grateful you know wish I could see you more Avah at the rate that you grow my favorite uncle Franky for opening ya door when I aint have a place to stay, I crashed on your floor taught me the basic survival tools auntie Cathy, every summer kept me in vacation Bible school Mr Diskin for more than passin grades and my fourth grade teacher Mr. Scott who passed away peep how I met Kamel, corner on the street we goin to the top ,lets do it for Shawna and Jaleek in the beginnin, no one was on Jins side folks Bar and Amory, whoa bundy thats a inside joke before bullshit friendships, synthetic for cream chilled with my wall click, Bryan, Cedric, and Jean so when I moved to NY chose to invest in a few one love to Patricia Ben and the rest of the crew to be loved is a privilige, thats what I was told a gem from my man LS more precious than gold infamous joe lacin my tatt so sick Fong, YungMac, and Ken down at ho yips to dee waah chivon and the rest of the Deans for believing in a young man obsessed with a dream allowin me to write history create my own chapter all original ryders and the generation after the double R staff my thanks worth a million and the whole 30th floor at the Universal buildin you could never walk in my shoes or stand in my boots know how I came up, I'll never abandon my roots yeah, c rayz, poison pen for sharing the stage shouts to stronghold, tone, and the rest of the plague ask big zoo, we ten steps ahead of ya vice versus, eye to eye, e-o dub regulars my man j pure for bringin the heat right and the rest of the poets, chillin under streetlights just keep the beats tight, shouts to the record spinners enuff, felli fell and all the heavy hitters kubichi k sly hold me down in LA might catch me flickin it up with Von in the bay then its off to the wake up show with tech and sway or big nat and foot out in VA its damn near tradition to kick a freestyle anytime Im with Eddie Francis out in seatown cant forget hometeam as high as I be supa cindy, big lip and DJ Irie the club and mixtape DJs that break records cause thanks to them we've heard some great records shouts out to the technitions they get props feel free to holla, anytime you need drops bob collina, the only one to call anytime ya boy Jin gota run in with the law Bert Padell aka big babe ruth got the brinks truck outside, lets get paid loot 6-4-6-6, the trips back and forth from the studio to the crib, Im never slackin off how bout will, spivey and of course killa kai boondo, randy, feron just a few of my close associates that i love to see school me to the game like joe box and brother e razor and Mario for all them times we rocked shows to the rest of 176, tato holla front.com go register to day peter jun, rock, lisa, landy and j keepin me fresh ellis at the barbershop coast to coast, lifestyles reppin the r alot my man cartoon bringin the fresh sound cookie and mag ogs holdin the west down and of course swizz blocks, carl, climax far east movement, they got what ya minds lack t dot, montreal where I keep mass appeal romero, baby yu, rg and neil it pays to keep it real even more to be sincere thanks to BET for jump startin my career as for 106 who they askin about Free and AJ cant wait to see yall back on the couch and MTV for givin advance warnings John Singleton plus the chance at performin the source double xl rolling stone vibe the truth, the lies, the layout in rides for every write up forever in context king magazine elle girl and complex to all the producers for providin the beats shouts to neo, tunehedz, divine and elite JR, wyclef, kanye, can I rep this is real hiphop be damned if I let yall tell me otherwise cause we so live this ones for 954 and 305 all the way to 718 and 212 and if you ever showed love this ones for you but I gota say thanks even those that hated cause, cause yall kept me motivated I gota thank God I wanna thank yall I gota thank God I wanna thank yall 2x |
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