The Last Kiss (2009)

• Pain & Torture
• Can't Stop Me
• Who's Real
• Grind Hard
• Something Else
• One More Step
• Stress Ya
• What If
• Things I've Been Through
• I Tried
• Rockin' With The Best
• Smoking Gun
• Cartel Gathering
• Come And Get Me
• By My Side (Bonus Track)
• Letter To B.I.G. (Bonus Track)
• Something Else (Remix) (Bonus Track)
• Death Wish (Bonus Track)
• Respect My Conglomerate (iTunes Bonus Track) 

Pain & Torture lyrics - Jadakiss

[Intro]

Yeah niggas! HAHAHA HEEE!!

So this is what it all boils down to huh? HUH?

This is what it comes to huh? HUH?

PLAYOFFS!?!

Yo Poofs fuck that we back baby

[Jadakiss]

I ain't ask you to fear it

Mandatory you think about it after you hear it

And it's the evil that's gon' make you have to compare it

You know me I swing back thru it

See who got hit after I air it

But it ain't about shit

Niggas mumble about my outfits

But I'm humble, I keep my mouth shut

Lacin' em well, it was destined for Jason to sell

I can make you a reservation to hell

Then blow you out of the water

I'm out of your order

Me versus any rapper is slaughter

Somethin' like a poet and a author

The only difference is that I make slick talk wit pain & torture

[Hook 2x]

One false move will cost ya

These lames will cross ya

Don't let the game extort ya

Try to learn from what the game has taught ya

I'm the author of slick talk, pain & torture

[Jadakiss]

Yo, I'ma take the responsibility for bring it back

They rappin' wit hostility meanin' they wack

But then again I feel 'em

Knowin' that they up against a nigga just like myself that'll kill 'em

Gotta spend a buck at the dealer for suede ceilings

Lotta bodies drop because of betrayed feelings

What other rappers you know made it and stayed dealin'?

Smart niggas just felt back and they save millions

These are pedestrian bars for the civilians

Shoes is Italian, handgun Brazilian

Open it up and see what Kiss brought ya

Slick talk, pain & torture

[Hook 2x]

[Jadakiss]

Yo, I flip words around sorta like birds and pounds

Rub shoulders in the industry wit nerds and clowns

Give it to whoeva deserve the rounds

Hollow tips move organs and nerves around

Get money, fuck riffin'

I'm definitely cut different, I twist hunnies, puff piffin'

Get my insight from an OG wit a good job and all that but he loves sniffin'

Shit talker, Playboy British Walker

Rappers be home like "God, please get 'em off us"

After the sunshine it gets darker

Yeah, slick talk, pain & torture

[Hook 2x]

Can't Stop Me lyrics - Jadakiss

[Verse 1:]

Mhmm, yes, I does that.

Stays hot, I ain't got to get my buzz back

What everybody trying to be now; I was that

They could never stop me; that's why I love rap

Been living the life, praising ice.

Bang the baddest chicks in the world, maybe twice

The swag, the gear, the bread, all the whips is a year ahead

I only fear the FEDs

Forty-five on the other side of the peep hole

Head shot from point blank; call it a free throw

Funny, 'cause I had divisions since Calico

Back then, I still ain't reached my peak, though

Louie loafers, Pollo pea coat

Call me whenever the bosses meet, yo

I drove papi crazy, so the industries never gonna stop me, baby

[Verse 2:]

I'm gonna call it confidence, 'cause I ain't cocky

I just know one thing: They can't stop me

Whether I'm on "Ef" or LA, or they swap me;

it's all good, because I know the gangsters got me

First thing's first "they jar us" abruptly

I treat the rap game like a large monopoly

One on one they can't guard me properly

But when they double team me the odds are sloppy

I move like them eighty milligrams of oxy

Send your sister back to your family knockneed

Got too hot for the grams, and got weed

In the rap bracket he remains the top seed

Revolver holds six; quick to blow three

Audio heroin, so you don't OD

Shooters know you, but you don't know me

The block is crazy, can't stop me, baby

[Verse 3:]

Once I start I ain't gonna stop the squeezing

And the gauze ain't gon' be able to stop the bleeding

And your girl ain't gon' be able to stop the weezing

When she get that phone call from the doc; we even

You could not stop me, so stop believing

Ring tone rap, this is not the season

I punch lines hard enough to stop your breathing

And the ladies will still pay a lot to see him

I'm gonna get rich long as I got my freedom

And usually when you get hit it's for a reason

If you in the hood, better dodge the Ds, and

watch your Qs, and be on your Ps, and

Thank you all for coming out this evening

Having a good time with your liquor, and treason

Even if they knock me, then continue to watch me

They still wouldn't be able to stop me

Who's Real lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Swizz Beatz, OJ Da Juiceman)

[Intro: Swizz Beatz (Jadakiss)]

He's phony, she's fake

That's the type of people I hate (uhh)

Hey, hey, Jada Jada! (AH-HAHHHH!) Jada Jada!

Point 'em out, point 'em out (uh)

Point 'em out (uhh)

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]

He's phony, she's fake

That's the type of people I hate

If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]

If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]

Wait a minute - who's real, who's not?

She's real, but he's not

If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]

If you real and you know it clap your hands [clap clap]

[Jadakiss]

AH-HAHHHH! Uhh, yeah, yo

Gun's gon' clap, packs gon' move

Blood get drawn, skin gon' bruise

Real gon' win, the fake gon' lose

The love overpowers the hate by twos

All they left was the yellow tape and his shoes

It's real when the funeral and wake make the news

Load the trey-pound so we six up on 'em

So when they act phony we just switch up on 'em, what

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[OJ Da Juiceman]

Who's phony, who's fake?

Silver Hummer, on eights

Life's good, I'm straight

Clap your hands one time you relate

Can't keep it 100, them the ones I hate

But I'ma keep it 200 for the ones that fake

Red and black car on the red chrome skates

Young Juiceman push a burner on my plate

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Jadakiss]

Uh, yeah, yo

Pocket full of cash, wallet full of plastic

In and out the lanes, dippin through the traffic

We ain't hustlin no more, we doin gymnastics

Couple of flips and then stash it, bastards

Real gon' recognize real

Phony gon' recognize steel, I reckon I will

expose those who are, if you ain't or you are

I done gone too far, sorry, MWAH

Get yourself a fresh flesh wound or a new scar

Bullet holes all on the side of your new car

Load up the A-R, spray y'all, okay y'all?

It's real on this side, phony wherever they are, what!

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

Grind Hard lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Mary J. Blige)

[Mary J. Blige]

Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

Oooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

[Mary J. Blige]

Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do

Grindin' day and night, so we can kick off our shoes

And there's the glamorous life

Look what we made it to!

We some real live bosses, got 'em lookin' at you

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

We touch the start (oooh-ooh!)

That's what they call us (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To fight 'em all off (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

[Jadakiss]

Ha-ha! Yo!

Twenty-four seven, three-six-five

If we ain't breaking 'em down, then we lettin' 'em fly!

Nah - never I, always we

I came in the game dividin' the pies by three

Then we got famished, so we set standards

Very similar to the (Ten Crack Commandments)

Some couldn't take it, others got lost and couldn't make it

We wanted to floss, but couldn't fake it!

The Hood embraced it, the rest is basic

No need to rush, be extra patient!

The new four-door Porsche is extra spacious

Same entourage, no extra faces!

Hands down, the best - no explanations!

And to the top is the next destination!

And ain't no time-outs!

Death is the only time we gonna sign-out!

So we gonna grind out!

What?!

[Mary J. Blige]

Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do

Grindin' day and night, so we can kick off our shoes

And there's the glamorous life

Look what we made it to

We some real live bosses, got 'em lookin' at you

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

We touch the start (oooh-ooh!)

That's what they call us (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To fight 'em all off (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

[Jadakiss]

Ha-ha! Ugh! Yeah! Yo!

Top 5, Dead Or Alive's what they consider him!

Soon as them things come in, we get rid of 'em

(Mo Money, Mo Problems) - gotta live with 'em!

Only thing they care about is what you givin' 'em!

Not the energy that you wasted in the game

Or the tears that trickled down your face from the pain

The time your jaw cracked, you wasted the 'caine

Had to do two shifts to make it the same!

That all changed, as soon as you tasted the fame

And it was all worth it, after you made you a name

Thanks to Our Heavily Father

We fly on the jet now, 'stead of the charter

Leave a nice tip in the front for the gardener

Do a lot of listenin', so we stay smarter

Everybody's a hero, when they get scarred-up

It's my ball - check it up, y'all better guard-up!

Let's go!

[Mary J. Blige]

Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do

Grindin' day and night, so we can kick off our shoes

And there's the glamorous life

Look what we made it to!

We some real live bosses, got 'em lookin' at you

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

We touch the start (oooh-ooh!)

That's what they call us (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To fight 'em all off (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

Harder!

[Mary J. Blige]

When we step up out that car

The whole damn world's lookin' at us

'Cause they knew what's from before

Now we ain't hurtin' no more

"You can bring me the girl, I'll sign my name!"

Now we're flyin' private planes and such

Lookin' like a million bucks

(You Can't Tell Me Nothing!)

[Mary J. Blige]

Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do

Grindin' day and night, so we can kick off our shoes

And there's the glamorous life

Look what we made it to

We some real live bosses, got 'em lookin' at you

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder (oooh-ooh!)

We touch the start (oooh-ooh!)

That's what they call us (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To fight 'em all off (oooh-ooh!)

We grind hard (oooh-ooh!)

To play harder! Harder!

Something Else lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Fiend, Young Jeezy)

[Intro: Jadakiss (Fiend)]

(Uhh) Definitely what they been waitin for (you already KNOW, yeah)

At least a certain percentage of the world (uh-huh)

Anyway (hahahaha)

Can I talk my shit? (talk that shit)

Sure I can (talk that shit, talk that shit)

Cause ain't nobody gon' do nothin about it anyway... a-ha-HAHHHH!

(Talk that shit, talk that shit, Jada talk that SHIT, ohh!)

You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm somethin else!)

Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm somethin else!)

Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm somethin else!)

The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm somethin else!)

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Yo, you know I love to style on ya, blue 40-caliber

Butterfly doors on the triple black challenger

And I'm still in and out, got it so I'm spendin out

Dope boy, so I never have a problem in a drought

Don't take, too much work if you can't manage that

Just in case you run out of empties, use sandwich bags

Play with the hand you was dealt

That's why I ride the track 'til it melt

I could care less how you feel, how you felt

I done spent niggaz rent money on belts

Threesomes in the trunk, I'm fuckin for the wealth

And the hood ask about me, I'm somethin else

[Chorus: Jadakiss (Fiend)]

You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm somethin else!)

Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm somethin else!)

Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm somethin else!)

The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm somethin else!)

Still representin the block (I'm somethin else!)

And you ain't got to tell me I'm hot (I'm somethin else!)

I'm exactly what they not (I'm somethin else!)

Hahh (I'm somethin else!) AH-HAHHH! (I'm somethin else!)

[Young Jeezy - over Chorus]

C.T.E. nigga... yeah!

Yeah! Let's go

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

I ain't even did nothin, feelin like I'm traffickin

See these blood diamonds, sir, my chain African

Speakin of my chain, yeah it need to get a job

Get the fuck up off my neck, Senator Barack

Whatever that you do, look, don't get caught

That stash get low, ya ass might get bought

Okay I'm over it, let's talk about somethin else

I said I'm over it, I think I bought somethin else

That's why I live e'ry day (day) like a thug holiday

+Suffocate+ a nigga about mines - J. Holiday

Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc Holiday

It's why I'm strapped 365, even holidays, yeah!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]

Yo, it hurts cause they know that I'm better, and they hate it

They came in with my whole style, and they made it

The dope boys love me in the hood, I'm they favorite

In the jails, niggaz is makin bets I'ma say shit

Hands-on with certified G's

Have your whole family missin for 35 G's, please

I perfected my craft from a different aspect

So the bars is lethal and the voice is a asset

And as far as the people, they ain't finish the class yet

I'm beyond these feeble-mind rappers that half step

I don't carve the way, for these niggaz like Aztecs

I touch souls, somethin's felt; yeah, I'm somethin else

[Chorus]

One More Step lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Styles P)

[Jadakiss (Styles P)]

Uh-huh, yup, AH-HAH!

Cyphers in front of the Apollo as a shorty

(Now I got a clip full of hollows in the .40)

Louis (Gucci's) every now and then (Maurice)

I take too long to come back (send for me)

Know how to work it (big things poppin)

On the underground circuit (maintain) 'til it surfaced

The nerve of these peasants (treat a rap budget)

I'm like a bird how I stretch it (think they get the message)

Waters (dutchies) lot of herb (in the session)

So-called tough guys (herbs with aggression)

Put your thoughts all over the curb (with the Wesson)

What used to be superb (now is depression)

Negative energy - generated from the snakes

(and the centipedes, you will) remember me

I just get the storm started

(Cold-blooded) warm-hearted

(Either way) you on target

(Move to the side) like a lane merge

(The gun's like fried rice) Who want they brain stirred?

(Enter the limelight) lemon drop-top (off a crime life)

Always see the crew in the hindsight

(Yeah, American sedan) Shooters got Berettas in they hands

(This is mafia) The veterans are planned

(Word to the tape on the brick)

This is raw (we in the four-by-four) 8 plus 8 in the clip

(Hustlin Harry Potter) shakin the brick

(Ice in the bracelet) give the matrix a glitch

(And my car's like a spaceship)

Got gold in my Nike checks (Jordans got ice in the laces)

(Pants got a gun where the waist is) It's basic

(Shirts smell like earth smoke, chirp) Yo

(Chirp back) let me know (who gettin murked though)

Yeah we gettin money nigga (who gettin work though?)

And I got the kush nigga (I got the purple)

(Move squares) cause we gotta hold down the circle

(Kill you) or hurt you (whatever's a virtue)

Beat you like your parents when you breakin your curfew

[Chorus: Jadakiss (Styles P)]

Yeah, homie live life to the death

(We gon' make it to the top) Just one more step

Vicious money, it don't matter if it's cash or a check

(We gon' make it to the top) Just one more step

Big houses, cars, and jewels that's wet

(We gon' make it to the top) Just one more step

'Til the family, friends, whole life is set

(We gon' make it to the top) Just one more step

One more step

[Jadakiss (Styles P)]

Yo, livin my life (what's left of it)

Don't try to go to jail but if you do (make the best of it)

If you crash into a bullet (then it ain't no estimate)

It's a money-back guarantee my nigga (death's a definite)

This is audio crack (guess who's chef'in it?)

Jadakiss and S.P. (do this effortless)

Gunplay make you do whatever (son say)

If the Lord send you a flight (the ticket is one-way)

Put that work in when you young, you get (power)

Money don't match the runnin and get (sour)

Still (rep the hood to the death)

A promise is only good if it's kept (niggaz'd kill you for less)

(Silence is golden) Go 'head, keep dozin

The window of opportunity (keeps closin)

We gon' see if you really a clutch baller

A cell is small (but a casket is much smaller)

(Burn out 30 a session) 60 a ki' shit

(That street shit) Jada and P shit

(Lambo's, hoopties) Shooters and groupies

(Monte Claire) D square (Emilio Poochie)

Long trips (short trips) makin me nauseous

(Courtship) Gave them jewels money for Porsches

(Made a couple mil') but it's small shit

(We rap and keep raw) so we on some street law (court shit)

(Walls still spin) Upgraded the floor flip

(Ain't touch it) ain't see it (ain't hear about it)

If it's money gone (believe we gon' care about it)

Send some niggaz to your crib (take the air up out it)

(Leave some blood up in it)

Listen fam, the Lamb's the color of toast (seats like butter in it)

No hammers in the club (box cutter in it)

Long money and big checks

(Get popped in the chest, face) wig, neck (trey-pound) sick tec

(Play the game) Get a plane if you shipwrecked

(Learns from the best) if you ain't learn shit yet

(Yeah!) Motherfucker

[Chorus]

Stress Ya lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Pharrell)

[Intro/Interlude: female (Pharrell)]

If you want it, come get it (New York City must be)

If you want it, come get it

If you want it, come get it

If you want it, come get it (New York City must be)

[Chorus: Pharrell]

Yeah, you can dance if you want to

But you really don't have to dance

See you got your eyes on the hustlers, you just wanna touch us

C'mon with the lump in your pants

See, I ain't gon' stress ya

But I know my glow got you under pressure

You already know that the flow is extra

Stand right here so the blocks can catch ya, listen

[Jadakiss]

C'mon, c'mon.. naw, uh-huh

You know, AH-HAH! Uh, yo

If you wan' take a picture with money then stand right here

You see all eyes is on the man right here

Us hookin up is the plan I swear

And you ain't gotta dance, you could stand right there

Nice hips plus she got an ass to lean on

Type of honey that you wanna flash the green on

Real New Yorker, brilliant author

The work still on the same scale as Orca

Still sellin the kush and lightin the sour

Still in the hood gettin right with the powder

So it ain't no need in fightin the power

Cause the flicks'll be up on every site in an hour, c'mon

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]

Uh-uh, uh-huh, know, AH-HAH!

Uh, yo - J to the MWAH

I'm one of the best in world ma, that's what they say on the blogs

Look in the garage, half of the cars

off the bars, and the other half off the mall

My entourage is large, so hard

'Kiss run the streets, my niggaz run the yard

Whoever disagree could bet they get scarred

We keep it so rugged but we still so suave

Just seen your girl, 'bout to give me a massage

Her friend wanna join, 'bout to make it a ménage

Let the desert off for the sake of the mirage

Cause it all look good, until the Louis lands far, yeah

[Chorus]

[Interlude - repeat 2X]

[Jadakiss]

Uh-uh, uh-huh, you know, AH-HAH!

Uhh, yeah, yo - flow extra, dough extra

They recognize the glow no matter who he's next to

Recognized your hoe, then he probably sexed her

All my hood niggaz gettin money, throw your sets up

You know what it is with the kid, put your bets up

Honey wanna slide but I got her under pressure

Keep tryin to tell her that I ain't tryin to stress her

But come stand right here so the blocks can catch ya; let's go

[Chorus]

[Outro: Pharrell]

New York City must be...

New York City must be...

New York City must be...

New York City must be...

What If lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Nas)

[Jadakiss]

Yo, take a second

What if we could rewind the hood?

Better yet, what if the Lox woulda signed wit Suge?

What if Puffy neva signed us?

What if Oprah made them comments like Imus?

What if you designed us?

Thought like I did, said it like this

What if Payton was fightin' dogs instead of Mike Vick?

What if Arnold woulda just let Tookie get Life?

What if BIG missed the party?

What if Pac missed the fight?

What if you was caged in?

What would you change then?

What if there was no Rockefeller law for made men?

What if hate ran thru me?

And what if Portland woulda drafted Jordan instead of Sam Bowie?

What if you really had to be nice to get a deal?

What if all of these rappers ice was really real?

What if I hit you wit the razor from cheek to chin?

What if Mike Jackson neva woulda bleached his skin?

[Hook - Jadakiss 2x]

What if you neva knew things that you needed to know?

What if you neva been places you needed to go?

What if you get there and learn them as you go?

What if is the question, can I ask them once more?

[Jadakiss]

What if the pain went away?

What if you changed in a day?

What if you could eliminate all the games people played?

What if Shyne beat the case?

What if Diddy did a dime flat?

What if Nelson Mandela could give his time back?

What if Malcolm was silent?

What if Martin was violent?

What if you could really sneak an Uzi on the Island?

Yeah, what if I make you kiss the nina?

What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?

What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?

What if a Black man was the one controllin' FEMA?

What if we ain't neva let emotions come between us?

What if the last time we rode somebody seen us?

[Hook - Jadakiss 2x]

[Nas]

Yo, I flow calm but don't push

What if Saddam hung Bush?

What if 'One Mic' was called one hook?

What if the Bridge neva showed me how to hold a weapon?

What if I ran up in that sick shit wit no protection?

What if I neva wore an Army jacket?

Carhartt to match it, unlaced Timbs

The hood on my first album cover under plastic

What if I was another corny rapper?

What if I went instead of Notorious?

Who would tell my story after?

What if I love less and lust more?

If Obama was on Rushmore

Would Ali give Tyson a bust jaw?

What if I neva glared out that project window?

Would neva be scared for the life of me and my kinfolk

What if that gun pin broke?

I would neva linked back in the Enzo, all red

What if real niggas was all dead?

What if Hilary and them was Reptilian?

And 2012 was the end of men and all world civilians?

[Hook - Jadakiss 2x]

Things I've Been Through lyrics - Jadakiss

Uh huh. I just wanna thank yall for taking the time to listen

Ah-ha

I appreciate that

[Jadakiss]

Yo, from regular TV to cable; from bouncing label to label

Just trying to get the horse out of the stable

Was once part of the dynasty, at least I was trying to be

Think it was the time of my life when I was fine to me

Sitting in the spot with the dimes

Willing to do anything just to be a Bad Boy at the time (That's right)

Then I rolled the dices, naw the money didn't add up

But just that whole experience, it was priceless

No free rides to the bank, on top of that

Was the untimely demise of Frank (B.I.)

Then the 'No Way Out' tour, we was smoking outdoor

Me and 80 stacks off cee-lo, that's without tour

Videotaped it all, I still watch it now

Travel the world, learned how to rock a crowd

It ain't much but it beats poor

Things that I've been through is all I can speak for

[Chorus: Luther Vandross samples from "Promise Me"]

I can only speak for

The things that I've been through

[Repeat 2x]

[Jadakiss]

Now I'm on Ruff Ryders/Interscope, same shit

Partnership, joint venture, fifty-fifty, same split

Jimmy put the money up, two singles off of 'We Are the Streets'

Then after that, seem like he was done with us

But it wasn't over yet, Stout had a plan from the jump

Which was to come out with my solo next

Things a little better, these the niggas that I've been doing it with forever

So I'm like whatever

First album dropped, promotions was hella

Every stage I rocked, the performance was stella

Had the whole world ready to Ryde or Die for me

And I wasn't even platinum, I was just side money

X was bringing in the moolah

I was in the hood in the kitchen with the digital ruler

Can't tell you about the evil that men do

I can only speak for the things that I've been through

[Chorus: Repeat]

[Jadakiss]

As far as The LOX, we all fine, seller is all wine

Selfish for me to say that Roc-A-Fella is all mine

Cause it ain't, I'm just another employee that's on line

Trying to get my act together and do it one more time

Twenty-one gun salute with all 9's

And I know it's on me to make sure we all shine

Fall back, let the weed contact your mind

Define bullshit in any contract you sign

If you from the streets though, there's plenty of loopholes to eat yo

Once they let you in, you suppose to keep dough

But I can't give you the formula, I'm on it though

Expect the worst, the outcome is enormous though

Stay humble, still keep your heat for insurance though

Things that I been through to get it weren't normal yo

Yeah, this is what my heart beats for yo

Things that I've been through is all I can speak for

[Chorus til fade]

I Tried lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Avery Storm)

[Chorus: Avery Storm]

Every day, somethin in my way, I try

Shit ain't goin right, I try to see the light, I try

Ohh, it's like my eyes got a cover on 'em, and somethin holdin me back

A better man, better level, better know I try

[Jadakiss]

Uh-huh, get off me, AH-HAH! Uh, yeah yo

Listen, I done played with the snakes in the grass

Paid for my mistakes I made in the past

Everybody ate when I came with the cash

At least I tried to ride the wave 'til it crashed

Same wood on the gun handle is on the dash

All the hoods that son ran through is on smash

They can't identify you with a mask

And the bible'll tell you nothin is gonna last

The name of the game's survival

If you make it alive when you ride through they make it arrival

My boo is gon' ride, you know I'm gon' ride too

Make an M every day, I'm gon' try to - let's go

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]

Uh-huh, get off me, AH-HAH! Uh, yeah yo

I tried to tell niggaz I'm willin to blast for it

I only try to give it to niggaz that ask for it

Got them things on the scale, I'm still weighin 'em

Thought my dues was paid, I'm still payin 'em

Couple Eleanor's and the Goose, I'm still Bay'in 'em

Semi's and the fully's, know that the truth stay with him

Wolves and gorillas is loose, so don't play with him

Somethin's holdin him back, nothin that you could say to him

Popped champagne with Biggie at the Palladium

Put that good hawk work in with the titaniums

Shit switch around when them heats get fired

And ya peeps just died, but at least he tried - let's go

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]

Uh-huh, get off me, AH-HAH!

Uh, yeah - watch the game get tooken over

I'm still on the same side of the fence, I'm just lookin over

A solider, from the gravel to the grass

to the obstacles in life I traveled in the past

Whether I'm holdin a mic or holdin a mac

It's like an invisible force is holdin me back

But I ain't lettin go of my pride

After I get the dough I'll slide, better know I tried

Let's go, uh

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Avery Storm]

Here come another day up on me

Put the pressure on me, here we go again ahhh

I try to do what's right when life is so wrooooong

I want a better way, I see a better day

'Nuff what the people said, I want a better me

God knows that I try but time won't wait for me

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[Avery Storm]

I tried, hey!

Rockin' With The Best lyrics - Jadakiss

Come on, two-step, uh, yeah

Come on, two-step, uh, yeah

Now let's work, ah-ha

[Jadakiss]

We can do it up, just the two of us

Me and you shorty, we don't need the crew with us

You know my hammer large, I'm the man in charge

I like your Louie bag, the Monty Grammer flange

A little zif and dale, a little ace of spade

I'ma roll the purple up, let you taste the haze

You know I gotta thug it, Olympic size swimming pool

With the mosaic towels at the bottom of it

You could spin and keep spinning, I ain't got a budget

I can put enough away and I ain't gotta touch it

Don't worry about nothing, Kiss got it covered

You now rocking with the best girl, gotta love it

[Chorus with some ad-libs]

Girl, oh girl

You're now rocking with the best of both worlds

Girl, oh girl

You're now rocking with the best of both, girl

[Jadakiss]

When you're at the top, there's no stopping it

Take a second realize who you're rocking with

Just noticed the color car that you're shopping with

Take pride in the joint when you're mopping it

Kiss melts in your mouth like chocolate

Make sure it's hot whenever you're dropping it

Right now we got billionaire guap to get

You ain't in the boys club, you just copped the fifth

I'm two-stepping in, honey popping in

Your first was the worst now it's the opposite

Yes, I must confess girl

You're now rocking with the best, girl

[Chorus]

[Bridge 1]

Get your glass up, cause I'm back again

What it do shorty? What's happening?

You know this beats jamming, it's remarkable

Everybody looking, what you gonna do?

[Bridge 2]

Now move closer for the (kid) one time

Closer for the (kid) one time

Closer for the (kid) one time

(Back that ass on the kid) one time

Now drop it like you do it for the (East) one time

Drop it like you do it for the (West) two times

Drop it like you do it for the (North) three times

Drop it like you do it for the (South)

Girl

[Jadakiss]

We could stay around here, we could take a trip

I take you to the block show you how I make it flip

And it's finished so fast cause I make it quick

All I ever knew how to do is make it sick

Pop another bottle ma, let's take a sip

Close your eyes, blow the candles out, make a wish

And just forget about the rest of 'em

Cause you're rocking with the best of 'em

[Chorus]

Smoking Gun lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Jazmine Sullivan)

[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]

You're the only one I love

The only man I know that I can trust

And if I ever should need you

I know you'll come ready to kill

With a smoking gun

With a smoking gun

[Jadakiss]

Yo, shorty is courageous, going through the stages

Of where her body is more mature than her age is

Far from the daddy's little girl type

Can't even imagine what her world's like

It all started off from a young'n

Stepfather used to touch her and she couldn't say nothing

The more she in held to the pain, it kept coming

Eventually, it scarred for life as a woman

And then he just kept touching her

Inside, that was crushing her

I got something to discuss with her

I'm coming with the tech, with the air holes and the muffler

[Chorus]

You're the only one I love

The only man I know that I can trust

And if I ever should need you

I know you'll come ready to kill

With a smoking gun

With a smoking gun

Uh huh, uh huh, with a smoking gun

Uh huh, uh huh, with a smoking gun

Uh huh, uh huh I know you'll come ready to kill

With a smoking gun

[Jazmine Sullivan ad-lib]

[Jazmine Sullivan]

I know you'll run ready to kill

With a smoking gun

[Jadakiss]

Yo, now she really stressed bad, baby by her step dad

Her and little man all alone up in West Ham

Tough road and without a car, it's a tough walk

Worst part about it is her mom think is her fault

Word get around yall, you know how the town talk

Babygirl is innocent, labeled her a town whore

Suicidal thoughts on her mind, even now more

First the abuse, now she gotta raise her child poor

And that's why I feel for you

That's why I'm ready to kill for you

That's a black girl lost for you

Call me, I'll come through and let it off for you (Blaow)

[Chorus]

[Jazmine Sullivan ad-lib]

[Jazmine Sullivan]

I know you'll run ready to kill

With a smoking gun

[Jadakiss]

Yo, it ain't your fault boo, I'm always here for you to talk to

Hold your head high when you walk though

Sometimes the devil's temptation will force you

But one thing about the lord, he'll never cross you

Look at all the bad things that they tried to do to you

And you still queen of the earth and you're beautiful

Everything happens for a reason

If you ever need me, call me, I'm coming through squeezing (Blaow)

[Chorus]

[Jazmine Sullivan ad-lib]

[Jazmine Sullivan]

I know you'll run ready to kill

With a smoking gun

Cartel Gathering lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Ghostface Killah, Raekwon)

[Ghostface Killah]

Yo yo yo! Word to ride nigga, yeah

Aiyyo we four or five niggaz with furs on

Up top gated up, big tables got the reserves on

Blowin on saxophones, the band is rough

So much ice on looks like my wrist been cut

And we just made it back from Beijing

Seen my jeweler, told him melt the bird down to eight rings

And the music stopped, Jada stood up (yeah)

Before the speech, he had everybody raise they cups

He said, I been in spots where I can't even mention it

"Don't drink the Cris', Ghost mighta pissed in it!"

Romanian dude, black down, pourin the saki

Face slumped to the side like Rocky

Then Strahan came through, with his bullshit ring

He said YIKES, when I pulled out my monster bling

Don't be afraid of the New York street talk

I switch gear all day bro, like you do on your peach porch

The chairs is suede, the walls is velvet

Marquise ballroom, so live I felt it

Fat asses in fishnets, shakin they pelvis

Playin with they pussy, middle finger drippin, I smelt it

Poker tables, crap joints just for rap niggaz

Me and Sheek, walkin around bitch-slappin niggaz

There go Rae, there go P

Yo Chop whattup! Whattup?

[Raekwon]

Sam Cooke writin hand, all of my lightning, damn

Used to rob niggaz in Sam's, buy shams

for my dude's baby shoe or booster baby, rollin with steel

Eatin Jamaican food under the wheel

You know the deal, book somethin then blow

When from a O to a low, little apartment in Brookdale

Gold was my motto, lotto numbers is what?

Had it in me, rolled down coolin with coke

That's the 90's, Chef era take over America

Bag Ugly Betty up, make her Ms. Guerrera

Pinky wench in sweaters, cortex burnin the mic booth

Travel right past my heritage

Them old school niggaz is me

Taught me how to read, get skee'd, everybody missin a ki

Yo I do this with a natural movement

Catch me by the {?}, scope on me, fuck it I'm losin it

[Jadakiss]

AH-HAHHHH! Uh, yeah, yo

I did it my way, lights off on the highway

Greek statues on both sides of the driveway

Word to the stamps on the diesel

The way these niggaz is lookin either they got cramps or they evil

One go we all go, D-boy fresh but hard dough

Cashmere and suede cargoes

On top of the beige Wallo's

45 government edition clippers, straight hollows

My (Clientele) is (Supreme) and it's proven

that I'm (Only Built 4 the Link) if it's (Cuban)

I'm a pioneer, I'm not a vet (uh-uh)

"Last Kiss" is a French one, it's not a peck (uh-uh)

Movin powder, piff and a lot of wet

You're gonna die, that's a promise, not a threat

Yeah, but I ain't with the chatterin

Cause I'd just rather splatter them

This is a Cartel gatherin, what?

Come And Get Me lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. S.I., Sheek Louch)

[Sheek Louch]

Geah, make a move y'all

Which part you wan' lose?

The clip is loaded, the quatro is on cruise

I'm back to work bitch, the clock off snooze

I'm tougher than leather nigga I cannot bruise

Who wanna try a nigga?

Hard to the God, come and butterfly a nigga (hold that!)

Ooze on out (uh-huh)

Weeks later bitch go and throw your shoes on out

I'm that shit that great Mario {?} 'bout

Clear this out, blood on the hopscotch floor

Shells in the sandbox; niggaz with big glocks

Late night, movin that junk, like Redd Foxx

Now, you don't want nothin about me (nah)

You pussy, nigga come fuck with the alkie

Weed smokin, keep the cancer piece on it (yeah!)

Call hoes, get pussy whenever I want it (c'mere bitch)

Mack daddy (no) pimp daddy (no)

Hammer cocked (yeah) let that, go

I ain't heard shit in a long long time

To even fuck around with either one of my rhymes (Sheek Louch!)

Niggaz still livin off the petty-ass crimes

The Hossa{?} hater, Lacoste gator

Levi's, hundred to the Mr. Chow waiter

Whattup street niggaz? Hold heat niggaz

FUCK sweet niggaz, you'll get beat niggaz (yeah!)

[Chorus: S.I.]

Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?

You can come and get a fresh buck-50

We got guns, money, liquor, drugs

We right here until they come get me (I'm talkin 'bout murder)

Now who out there wanna fuck around with me?

You can come and get a fresh buck-50

We got guns, money, liquor, drugs

We right here until they come get me

[Jadakiss]

C'mon, yeah, ah-HAH! Nobody, c'mon

Yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon, yeah, yeah, uhh, yo

Yo listen here, you ain't dead if your heart ain't stop

Twin 40's, you ain't gotta ask "Are they cocked?"

I'm so sharp I could come through and scar they block

Late night, red linin in an R.A. drop

And I'm only tuckin them until I shoot ya

When I pull 'em out that's when I'm fuckin with your future

You gon' realize this is nothin that you're used to

Get your life tooken by a booster, then we gon' hang the noose up

It's all over with (yeah)

All they found was his Louis scarf with his DNA all over it (mm)

Who's choosin and pickin them (who?)

Cause I'm sick of them, not followin the curriculum (yeah)

It's my shit and I'm evictin them (get out)

Whoever feel like they ain't gotta leave, I'm rippin them

Even though the love's frail the thug's real

All you gotta do is just follow the blood trail

Much harder fightin when the battle is uphill

Whatever the knife can't handle the slug will

Keep a good lawyer that's smart work on cases

Still gotta run from the NARCs, they gon' chase us (run)

In case I gotta put some artwork on faces

If we leave the game for God they gon' +Mase+ us

My suggestion, is that you don't even test son

Unless you wanna catch a fresh one

[Chorus]

[Outro: Sheek Louch]

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Let's go

By My Side lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Ne-Yo)

[Intro: Ne-Yo]

Right by my side

[Jadakiss]

HA-HAH!!! UH HUH!

B. Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo

I think it's me and you tonight ma

You see every good woman needs a thug, you see every good woman needs a thug

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Go baby, you so wavy

And I ain't never felt this way 'bout no lady

Considerin goin half with you on yo' baby

Somethin about you, makin me go crazy

Know if I ain't soured up, I'm so hazy

Me and you on the same page, so amazin

Need your love girl, so many ways

And you could only hold in out for so many days

And, got enough points to score but you shavin

Hell yeah I'm anxious, but you cravin

Time keep flyin, I'ma keep tryin

Bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N

Come on!!!

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]

Yeah I made no mistake, right by my side

Lil' mama that's your place, keep holdin me down

And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side

Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]

He such a small fella, to recognize the Mason Martin Margiela

What could I tell her

Man I swear you got to see her to believe her

Then maybe you could understand why I need her

Besides her bein a diva she wasn't bothered by the chiba

Zodiac sign was a libra

Definetly a keeper, I just wanna put her in a sleeper then fall out underneath her

Wake up, take a shower, then get deeper

Juice up get some power and then freak her

After the feedback then I could G Mack

But it's somethin about her love makin me need that, come on!

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]

Yeah I made no mistake, right by my side

Lil' mama that's your place, keep holdin me down

And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side

Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side

[Bridge: Ne-Yo]

When the drama comes my way (Way)

Long as I GOT YOU, girl it's nothing

Baby, it's nothing - I'm good

When these streets, girl, come what may (what may)

Shorty, we do what WE DO, so it's nothing

Baby girl, your love is something I need

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]

Yo, they say every good woman needs a thug

I totally agree, that's why I need your love (yep)

And I can't help it, if I'm selfish

Cause I need your love and nobody else's

Startin to taste it, pardon the bracelet (padon)

Chance of a lifetime and I can't waste it

If bein beautiful was a test, should've aced it

Her skin is flawless, her hair is wavelengths

Hi I'm Jason, ma I'm patient-ly waitin for us to have relations

Kissin me is just history in the makin

Squeezin and huggin I need your lovin, come on!!!

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]

Yeah I made no mistake, right by my side

Lil' mama that's your place, keep holdin me down

And you can help me spend this cake, right by my side

Ride with me, all I need is you right by my side

[Outro: Jadakiss]

Bounce! Bounce! I think we got one what you think?

Bounce!

Letter To B.I.G. lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Faith Evans)

[Intro: Jadakiss]

Uh huh! I ain't even good with writin

I don't even write shit

I just felt, I had to write this letter to BIG

Niggas is actin like..................letter to BIG

Uh, yo

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Dear Christopher Frank White Wallace

Yeah it's your boy Kiss I just wanna holla

In your memory I keep the Coogi in my closet

Kangol on the rack, a fresh pair of Wallies

You know I'm still the liquor and the weed child

And still got Branson on speed dial

And everybody's the king now

You ain't gotta be nice gettin shot is the thing now

Mafia was doin there best they seperated

Now Roc and Gutta doin a stretch, uh, yeah

Kim is still in it to win it

I seen Money L awhile ago but I ain't heard from Cease in a minute

People in power is queer

I could go on for a year 'bout how it would be if you were still here

The game got cheaper, rappers is more commercially successful now

But the heart's alot weaker

You know me still got the flow that'll pop speakers

First option on offense the top feature

It's easy BIG all you need is a protool set

And I ain't touch the paper that I was supposed to yet

Everybody that's somebody show respect

Only a matter of time before they notice that

I'm an impecable lyricist

And with the right mechanics, I could take over be clear of this

They well aware of Kiss the light of the city

And I ain't on the label no more but I'm tighter with Diddy

I got my own plan handle mine like a grown man

Long as I know I'm nice, fuck it I'm my own fan

Remixed the joints you had

But, they could never ever duplicate your swag (Never)

Meanwhile I'm a keep it so on my lil' plans

And you might bump into a few of my lil' mans

Up there steppin with God

Down here Mister Cee in BK still reppin you hard

Tianna so pretty, CJ turned into a Lil' Biggie

Just a little lighter but so witty

On your born day, we get the highest

Groovy still the best with the garments, he keep me the flyest

Tonight, Patron is dead

Only right that I take a bottle of Bacardi Limon to the head

And before I end it, I gotta say thanks

'Cause not only was your time well-spent, it was splendid (thanks)

...Miss you, my nigga

One Love (So we tried to hard to understand)

[Chorus: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]

So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away

(That was my letter to B.I.G., nahmean?)

You were everything - you were everything

(I felt it was only right, I really smoked with them niggas)

[Bridge: Faith Evans (Jadakiss)]

So we'll just keep our heads to the sky (Drink wit 'em)

(Sat wit 'em, talked wit 'em)

'Cause we know we're gonna see you in the next lifetime (Real shit)

But it's never easy saying good-byyyyye

(See you when I get there, Biggie)

Saying - good-byyyyyyyyyyye (Love you)

[Chorus: Faith Evans]

So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away

You were everything (Why you had to go awaaaaaay?)

So we tried to hard to understand, why you had to go away

You were everything (Oooo-hooo-oooo-hooo-oooo-hoooo...)

Something Else (Remix) lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. AP, Blood Raw, Boo Rossini, Bully, Fiend, Snyp Life, Young Jeezy)

[Intro: Jadakiss (Fiend)]

(Uhh) Definitely what they been waitin for (you already KNOW, yeah)

At least a certain percentage of the world (uh-huh)

Anyway (hahahaha)

Can I talk my shit? (talk that shit)

Sure I can (talk that shit, talk that shit)

Cause ain't nobody gon' do nothin about it anyway... a-ha-HAHHHH!

(Talk that shit, talk that shit, Jada talk that SHIT, ohh!)

You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm somethin else!)

Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm somethin else!)

Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm somethin else!)

The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm somethin else!)

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]

Yo, you know I love to style on ya, blue 40-caliber

Butterfly doors on the triple black challenger

And I'm still in and out, got it so I'm spendin out

Dope boy, so I never have a problem in a drought

Don't take, too much work if you can't manage that

Just in case you run out of empties, use sandwich bags

Play with the hand you was dealt

That's why I ride the track 'til it melt

I could care less how you feel, how you felt

I done spent niggaz rent money on belts

Threesomes in the trunk, I'm fuckin for the wealth

And the hood ask about me, I'm somethin else

[Chorus: Jadakiss (Fiend)]

You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm somethin else!)

Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm somethin else!)

Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm somethin else!)

The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm somethin else!)

Still representin the block (I'm somethin else!)

And you ain't got to tell me I'm hot (I'm somethin else!)

I'm exactly what they not (I'm somethin else!)

Hahh (I'm somethin else!) AH-HAHHH! (I'm somethin else!)

[Young Jeezy - over Chorus]

C.T.E. nigga... yeah!

Yeah! Let's go

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

I ain't even did nothin, feelin like I'm traffickin

See these blood diamonds, sir, my chain African

Speakin of my chain, yeah it need to get a job

Get the fuck up off my neck, Senator Barack

Whatever that you do, look, don't get caught

That stash get low, ya ass might get bought

Okay I'm over it, let's talk about somethin else

I said I'm over it, I think I bought somethin else

That's why I live e'ry day (day) like a thug holiday

+Suffocate+ a nigga about mines - J. Holiday

Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc Holiday

It's why I'm strapped 365, even holidays, yeah!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: AP]

Yeah... I'm somethin else with myself they say

WWF, push that featherweight

Big boy toys, of course the shoe's right

See the 22's reflect from the moonlight?

Barry White, or Walter Cronkite?

Couple cold words when you talk 'bout birds

You ain't talkin 'bout green, you ain't talkin 'bout me

[phone rings] Hold up, this your bitch on my caller ID

[Verse 4: Blood Raw]

You could tell I'm somethin else, pussy nigga do the math

Just look at me nigga; you can't tell I got cash?

Got together so fruity, 26 inches

(Girl, ain't that Blood Raw?) You can't tell I got bitches?

I'm a three summer soul survivor

Tell me have you ever met a nigga that's real as the bible?

You could tell I'm addicted to paper

And if it ain't my clique I'm like Maino, FUCK YOU HATERS!

[Chorus]

[Verse 5: Boo Rossini]

Yo, aiyyo

Any situation involvin paper I'm all in

Pull up on your block, old school sittin on all rims

Still keep them semis on deck in case I'm tested

And gotta do a nigga dirty, turn him to a mess quick

Chest all hangin out, everybody screamin out

I grew up in a house, where damn near e'rybody fiendin

So don't ask, why I hold me the pen on my fuckin self

If I pop through and you come back I'ma hit you with somethin else

[Verse 6: Snyp Life]

I'm somethin else the way I come off, bars that make 'em run off

Rippin up his back but the strap'll tear your front off

Neck slump and run through your boss, he tried to jump off

It's D-Block, we treat every town just like it's New York (D-Block!)

Cross the whole game like my verses do the track

Push the pen like a pack and let it work through the trap (Snyp!)

Get your roof cut, ace hit by shooter's that'll spray shit

And if it ain't the ruger shit'll melt you and your face split

[Verse 7: Bully]

Okay, Bully bitch!

Uhh, I'm somethin else, run through niggaz like Phelps

D-Block's next generation explains itself (D-Block!)

You don't wanna FUCK with Bully the don-dada

Name ring bells in the hood, a known shotter

You gets nada when it comes to my ricotta

Fresh Levi's, black V-necks and Pradas

I'm a problem for niggaz if nothin else

Control, substitute or police, I'm somethin else

[Chorus]

Death Wish lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Lil Wayne)

Death wish, death wish, death wish, death wish

Death wish, death wish, death wish

[Jadakiss]

AH-HAHHHH!

Yeah, yo, they must got a death wish

Cause they was on the (Road to the Riches)

back in the day, but they got off on the exit

Real disrespect shit - whenever a nigga

try to fuck up your investment, it's hard to digest it

These young niggaz don't wanna get punched in they faces

So they keep the burner on 'em, and catch a bunch of cases

These old niggaz still think they livin in the 80's

And shorties that they knew since they were babies turned crazy

The bitches still holla

At anybody lookin like they gettin a couple dollars

Could fuck, suck and swallow

Ain't nobody winnin, but everybody can't lose

The dirt's still there, funeral home ain't move

Goin in, comin out gang affiliated

You'd rather go back before bein humiliated

A black cloud over the hood, you can't escape it

Dust smokin niggaz walkin 'round in the (Matrix)

Loyalty is thin, the tension is thick

Look at a broke nigga's face, when you mention a brick

Stick-up kids come around, when they sense that you rich

Candles and lizzle get lit when you get hit with the fifth

Niggaz that used to hoop dream is now sellin the piff

And they still rattin but you can't tell if you stiff

Especially when the tec spit

Fuck around get your head, and your neck hit, lookin for a death wish

What?

[Chorus: Jadakiss]

Talkin out your mouth, all reckless

To a nigga that you know, that'll let it off, that's a death wish

When your heart stops, and your body gets breathless

And help don't come in enough time, that's a death wish

When you see the blood and realize that your chest is hit

And don't know where it came from, that's a death wish

When you know a nigga, whole styles on some next shit

And you violate 'em, mm-MWAH, that's a death wish

[Lil Wayne]

Young Money!

Ahh, I be on that way left shit

Better get right or get left shit

Better hit right or get left hit

Even if you threw the best pitch

Yes bitch it's Weezy-F bitch, I'm the best bitch

Motherfuck yo' guest list, I be like, let's just

kill him and get breakfast, neck slit

Next shit expect this, every time you check this

I'm exit, I mean, excited to be yo' death wish

Bitch I wear this G shit on my heart, not my necklace

And I keep the Heckler for the heck-less

And I'm from the Mecca of the Reckless with a record-breakin death list

The reckless and neglecters think election won't affect us

I'm high above you, above law, above ever rich

Niggaz snitchin, put niggaz in a can like a beverage

Damn! I pop at your head, fuck up your memories

I put a bullet in Nina head and let her reminisce

Yeah, if you don't remember shit you gon' remember this

I'll knock them niggaz down this year, I'm on my timber shit

Big lion growl at you niggaz on that Simba shit

I'll be on that "Fuck yo' clique, I'll kill every member" shit

Cold as December shit, bang in any weather shit

And they could buy yo' bag with body parts sold separate

Yeah, that's a bet bitch like Russian Roulette bitch

Weezy be the genie in a bottle, here's your death wish

[Chorus]

Respect My Conglomerate lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Busta Rhymes, Young Jeezy)

[Intro]

Most people would consider this illegal

[Chorus]

Since we are the best and you agree with me right?

No need to debate.....the way we run shit

See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]

It's Bus Rhymes!!!! (HUH!) And I'm back

With the crack, and the thugs, and the drugs, NIGGA BLACK!!!! (OH!!!!)

The best to do it we only deal with the facts bitch

Blazin that I'm so amazin on the tracks BITCH!!!!!!

(BOUNCE ON 'EM!!!!) And I jump, and I skip

And I hop, and I flip over niggas like gymnastics (HEY!)

Watch the way and I'm givin the streets acid

Bastards niggas know I'm the king of the classics

Drastic measures, I'm spreadin like a rash bitch

Class is in session you 'bout to get yo' ass kicked

Emperor, of every roundtable of the house

(AND WHEN I SPEAK) Niggas respect me as leader of the councilman

God rap, God persona, God scrilla (HUH!)

God body in the flesh call me GODZILLA!!!!

Now you know you see we be the most prominent

Dominant niggas respect my conglomerate (AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!)

[Chorus (Young Jeezy)]

Since we are the best and you agree with me right?

No need to debate.....the way we run shit

See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Yeaaaaah! I try to tell 'em homie)

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Yo Bus', watch my moves yo)

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]

I tell 'em, "Hol' up, swoll' up

Yee ain't see us rollin up"

See them broads froze up, soon do's open up

Hey ladies, you likin what ya see?

(American Gangster), my strap's European

(YO!!) Came wit a scope, got a Navy feel

So I can ambush niggas like the Navy Seals

My defensive line lookin like some linebackers

Most six cars, the other hal - CARJACKERRRRS!!!

Ballers wit them thangs, yeah we call 'em contractors

And if ya in-boys right, then they might contract ya (HA-HAAAAAH!!!)

40 cal lookin sweet on them honeycomb seats

Just like Cassie, my Sean John freak

Get you what ya want, just not that deep

yet thirteen'll split, got them A-Rod seats

Two for the Madonna, the A-Rod freak

You know I brought the whole, so we A-Rod deep

[Chorus (Jadakiss)]

Since we are the best and you agree with me right? (Uh-huh)

No need to debate..(uh-uh!)...the way we run shit (Yeah)

See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate (Eh-HAEH!!!)

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Ha-HAEEEH!!)

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (HA-HAEEEH!!)

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]

Yeah, uh, yeah, yo..

Workers, bosses, Ferraris, Porches

Dope fiends nauseous, crack spot

Race track, horses, big meetings at the

Round table, to discuss what the cost is

Money, change you, devils, angels

We the ones who say what you can and what you cain't do

Respect, power, kush, sour

Haze, airy, pills, powder

Gangstas, varmints, ice, garments

Don shit, real niggas who I get it on wit

When I'm around, my colleagues ain't comfortable

They all got a-sick with my verses for a month or two

(Uh) Yep - wrong nigga to have a problem with

The blade first, then the bullet gon' follow it

Yeah, if you lucky, I might hollow it

D-Block, just respect my conglomerate

[Chorus]

Since we are the best and you agree with me right?

No need to debate.....the way we run shit

See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate

mixtape: The Champ Is Here (2004) - Jadakiss (with Green Lantern & Big Mike)

• The Passion Of Kiss
• The Champ Is Here
• Games People Play
• The Champ Speaks Pt. 1
• What You So Mad At Now?
• Profesional Hood Shit
• Get Money
• The Champ Speaks Pt. 2
• 40 Bars Of Terror
• The Strongest Shit On The Shelf
• Why?
• The Champ Speaks Pt. 3
• Calmate (Calm Down)
• The Champ Speaks Pt. 4
• Times Up ('93 Shit)
• My Buddy 

The Passion Of Kiss lyrics - Jadakiss

Five, twenty seven, seventy five

Between eleven and twelve noon

Is when the God opened his eyes

Here's his start, Kiss came years apart

Born light but his hands and his ears were dark

Soon after his colors was shiny

Turned into the brown skinned, raspy, one of a kind

His personality spans are numerous

Gentleman, intelligent, athletic, a thug and humourist

He been a threat from the hood to the internet

And everybody ate but he ain't even had dinner yet

Niggas tryna drop their shit, just warn 'em

Whoever ya'll think can spit, I spit on 'em

Nigga ah-tew right in his face

Before he can wipe it, I cock two right in his face

Nowadays a nigga need two knives

To put your muh'fuckin' waves right next to your Evisu sign

His half is ten so we got diesel dimes

Niggas that like throwing bids feel they need some time

Uh... yeah, it's the passion of kiss

Kiss of Death, June fifteenth that's it

The Champ Is Here lyrics - Jadakiss

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here (The Evil Genius)

The champ is here (Aha)

The champ is here (Yeah D-Block MotherFuckas)

The champ is here Kiss What ma niggas)

The champ is here

Fuckin with the champion (you already know)

(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)

You fuckin with the champion (you already know)

Niggas know the champ is in here

He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two anthems a year

And I just wanna rock for a century

And then chase the book with the documentry

If you can't do nothing other than flow

Life's a bitch like the mother from blow, let's go

Don't make me put your heart on your lap

Fuck ridin a beat nigga, I parallel park on a track

Hop out looking crispy, fresh and new

In a six but it's a BM and its Pepsi blue

And I don't know you

But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through

Y'all ain't fuckin with Jason

After I cash in there's really no justification

Of how I'm gon change tha game

So don't get outta line cause this little nine will change your frame

Motherfucka, aha

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here

Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)

They gon have to get me at the top

Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)

No love this time nigga, kiss of death

Yo I ain't got time to be up here lyin to you

Just make sure y'all niggas feel what we tryin to do

If I fuck up then it's on me

Besides that it is what it is and that's what it just gon be

Blowin my purple, wish you would go in my circle

If you know my record is clean, you know I'ma merk you

I live like a warrior do

Without screamin true story, niggas know my story is true

The cribs, the cars, the jury, the spots I got

The money that pass my hand and the rocks I chop

The ammo, the artillery, the knifes I bought

Waking up sore the next day from fights I fought

In the hood cause I fuck with the thugz

Tryin to figure out, why the money never added up to the love

Gun in my waist, dutch in my hand

And I don't do a lot of talkin, I listen as much as I can

The champ is here (aha)

The champ is here (yea)

The champ is here (that's right)

The champ is here

Fuckin with the champion (you already know)

(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)

You fuckin with the champion (you already know)

Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)

They gon have to get me at the top

Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)

No love this time nigga, (tell em kiss)

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here

The champ is here

Games People Play lyrics - Jadakiss

This is the motherfucking

Champ is Here mixtape!

Green Lantern, Big Mike

Jadakiss, ah-hah!

I'd like to thank y'all for coming out tonight

You know, I'd like to thank y'all

For rocking with me

Supporting that Kiss of Death album

Supporting Ruff Ryders

Supporting D-Block

But right now we 'gon go back

You know I ain't that old or nuttin'

But I got a keen memory ya heard

Ah-hah!

My aim is to get y'all open

Early 80's, coke was fluffy, way more potent

Moc necks, knitteds, BK's, British

One big party, [?]

Plus the EK's was out too

The way money was coming

No way they could doubt you

BVD's over the white tee's

Kangol buckets, pinstripe Lee's

Then niggas switched the set

To the college hats, Avia's, Discus sweats

It's coming back clearer

Niggas was pushing the big 9-8's

With the little dogs in the mirror

They gotta argue while they gamble

Before the philly and the dutch

Niggas rolled up in bamboo

Reason everybody was fresh

Grams was like 17 dollars or less

My nigga, pits is locking, bitches flocking

Way more beat downs than pistols popping

This right here is an offical doctrine

From a smart young real nigga with options

The Champ Speaks Pt. 1 lyrics - Jadakiss

The mothafuckin' champ!

I want all three belts, too

I don't want no crown, I want all the belts, nigga

I'm the champ, not the king

I'm the king but I'm the champ

I don't wanna be the king, I'm the champ

I got all three belts, undisputed

By any means

Nigga bigger and stronger than me, I'm coming in the ring with the Thompson

Ah-ha!

Y'all niggas is over!

What You So Mad At Now? lyrics - Jadakiss

Ha-haaaeeh!

What you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Uh, me and honey on the dance floor just flexin'

Til the neck on my white T start stretchin'

Liquor comin' outta our pores and we sweatin'

But that ain't slowin' us down, we still steppin'

Her gear is strong, her hair is long

Her feet is small, and she smoke weed and all

So we gonna pop us a bottle, and blow us a good spliff

V.I.P. is crowded but they all look stiff

I'm well connected, I got wolves over there

And niggas that act like pitbulls over here

Yeah, I'm just doin' my 1, 2 and shit

She's shakin it, doin' that St. Louis shit

With her back in it, so I put my bones in it

The Rose gold prezzie got the pink stones in it

Why you want drama with me, I ain't gon' blast you

Before I put the money on ya head I'ma ask you, nigga

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Yo yo yo, I'm everything controversial

Underground, gangsta rap slash commercial

Ya but still all it takes is a long dutch

For me to get your wifey up out of her Von Dutch

As far as the funeral, we got it, its on us

Niggas ain't crazy, they just on dust

So let me get another round

Now Hypno and Clico will sit a brother down

Haze'll have you feelin' like you in another town

Then its time for the gangstas so get the rubbers now

K I two of them swirled things

One more drink and ya boy might be doin the earl thing

Ma, it's me, you and whoever ya girl bring

Meet me in the back, I'm outside the pearl thing

I got the trey pound hooked on my waist

When they mention my name around other rappers

Look in they face and say

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Can't knock a nigga that didn't make it if he tried

Far as me though, my spot is solidified so when I hit my number

I'ma hit it high and when I'm dead and gone

They gonna say I did it live

Cause I done been too nice for way too long

They can't hold me back I'm way too strong

Double R and D-Block

That's what it is and that's what its gonna be

We gettin' it on I just wanna know

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

Wow, what you so mad at now?

Go get yourself a drink, let's all get down

Roll somethin', smoke somethin' let's blow this pound

Know if somethin' jump off we gon' hold this down

What you so mad at now?

Let's all get down

Let's blow this pound

We gon' hold this down

Profesional Hood Shit lyrics - Jadakiss

Yo Kiss of Death, letting the semi ring

You know they say if you don't stand for nothing

You'll fall for anything

Preferably I'd rather hustle than do stick ups

Call me, your number's blocked, I ain't gon' pick up

This is much more than you seeing

And you touch more when you ringing

I'm in a four door european

Still going through the nonsense y'all

Listening to niggas bullshitting on the conference call

Till you leave them with open flesh

My base got the fiends damn near

Smoking they self to death

You can feel it inside you heart

My life is a double edged sword

And both sides are sharp

It's facts in the talk

I'm the only nigga right now

That can bring the game back to New York

And I don't wanna hear jack

You got a gun? Where it at?

Coupe is the same color as the nine-five Air Max

Yeah I'm a gentle boss that'll send you back to heaven

Make a nigga dental floss with the Mac-11

In front of the store, breaking down on a crate

I'm working out now and not eating after eight

Let 'em know I'm a monster right now

And the empire's about to be conquered right now

And all you gon' hear about is Yonkers right now

And I own a couple pair of shoes...

Yeah but I'm the don of Nike Town

The haze is purple, the diesel is sour

It's a shame that most people evil with power

But the key to surviving, dog, is logic

And it's a lot riding on this project

All I know is death is coming nigga

And getting money is the object

Get Money lyrics - Jadakiss

C'mon!

Ah-ha!

What you say, uh?

We ain't done!

Uh!

Wanna blow vanillas in the grill at my villa?

Play PS2 with Ru and Della?

Pick up my cell, spaz out and yell?

This is it right here, baby!

Wanna blow vanillas in the grill at my villa?

Play PS2 with Ru and Della? (Kiss!)

Pick up my cell, spaz out and yell?

Could've been a business call, oh well

Taught you wild shit 'cause you was a wild chick

Scared when the Feds hit the trail in South Click

Know me, ma, shit, I'm in and out quick

Might get knocked with paper, never with wild bricks

End of the day, you'll say that you ate right

Skull in the morn', fistful on a late night

Keys to the Benz and you know where the Hummer at

Combo to the safe? Won't be none of that

Hurt when I had to beat ya

You knew too much, so I had to keep ya

And even if my niggas ain't like you

They knew you was mines

So regardless to the fact, they had to greet ya

Coming through JFK, no luggage

Just a carry-on with money, I'm so rugged

And the hood getting chips

Four-fif' on the hip on some real Kiss of Death shit

What!

Yeah! The mothafuckin' champ!

And if you don't know, now you know

Ah-ha!

The Champ Speaks Pt. 2 lyrics - Jadakiss

Niggas is fucking uptight!

You already know

This is the one, baby!

What's that nigga name? Justo?

Come see me this year, Justo

Only doing one motherfucking mixtape, and that's it

Have my plaques, nigga!

I'ma be the first nigga slamming awards this year, too, on the awards show

You know, you gon' see me on the Grammys for that "Why?" thing

You gon' see me at mothafuckin' Justo shit

For this shit, for the next Green Lantern shit

For these multiple Big Mike shits that we 'bout to rip up

But um, fuck all that!

The champ is here! The game is mine!

Ayo, Green, Big Mike!

A-ha!

40 Bars Of Terror lyrics - Jadakiss

6 Shots out of the wesson

So much purple, a drought is out of the question

Blow ya heart out of your chest and

Lay low in a Trump Duplex down on the west end

Focus on what I invest in

Got married to marijuana, yeah

And the connect is my best man

Even though the game gon' change

It's the same old thing

Most of my cash came off cane

I'm in the 6-4-5 nigga with deuce dueces

White Pipe Late night creepin' with 2 deuces

Old head told me can't save money you useless

And all you gon' ever have is excuses boy

What the fuck ya'll think I make music for

And I'm out to get a gallon of water

My man on lock down but Flood the Island with quarters

Move work from Denver to DC like Portis

O.T the whole winter see me like August

And I still rip a nigga beat like I bought it

And they say it's my time so I'm glad I caught it

My bars could be smoked in the pipe or snorted

I'm just makin it cl-is-ear

The ch-is-amp is h-is-ere

The G-is-ame is Mi-zi-ne niggas

This Y-is-ear

Glock with a full clip

Ya'll keep droppin' that bullshit

Til' you get popped like a bull whip

Plan is to amaze you

And even when they try to make the God dress up

I got the hammer in the blazer

Step my game up from the potato to the laser

So you need surgery even if it graze you

Motha fuckin kiss ah death nigga

Double R, D BLOCK, and you know the ghost is next nigga

Can't find you we just smoke the next nigga

Never hold nothin in you supposed to check niggas

Whoever you can think of is garbage off hand

Never forget how to make a profit off grams

I just sold my house I made a profit off land

The beamers on EBAY I got that off cam

You never woulda though Martin was knockin off Pam

We got riders in every market nigga they all fam

Yea Yea I design these things

And you know I'm in the hood like Chinese Wings

The Strongest Shit On The Shelf lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. The Alchemist)

[Jadakiss:]

Paint me purple and call me Barney!

Ahahahaha

Light up!

Aha! Yeah!

The Champ is Here

Professional hood shit, look how I get back to it

Motherfucking gangsta Kiss (ya heard?)

And it's more, it's not like after this, I'm through

No love this time, nigga

(Tell 'em it's the Kiss of Death)

[Jadakiss & DJ Green Lantern:]

A-ha!

This motherfucking crack music!

Yeah! You know who it is!

State your name

Jada

Kiss of Death, motherfucker!

Let's go! (Alchemist!)

Definitely the strongest shit on the shelf

You already know

Double R, D-Block

Off that Alchemist album

Yeah, what, yo, yo

[Jadakiss:]

Listen, the thugs need it, hoes gon' use it

Me? I'm just a young nigga that make old music

Ugh, shit is real, I put the emph on the four

Keep it with me 'cause possession's nine tenths of the law

Here I am, going all out again, doing all that I can

Even had a daughter born out of sin

Nigga, I make pain cinematic

I spit dope and you been a addict, treat beef like jail

Summertime, something big with the scope

Under the winter jacket; I use the winner tactics

And I know you tryna play the role

But bullets the wrong shit to interact with

I hurt the game, hurt ravine

Soon as you murk something, these niggas'll chirp Janine

Yeah!

[DJ Green Lantern:]

Nah, man

Too early for that

Alchemist album coming out this summer!

Why? lyrics - Jadakiss (feat. Anthony Hamilton)

[Jadakiss:]

Yo, why is Jadakiss as hard as it gets?

Why is the industry designed to keep the artist in debt?

And why them dudes ain't ridin' if they part of your set?

And why they never get it poppin' but they party to death?

Yeah, and why they gonna give you life for a murder?

Turn around, only give you eight months for a burner?

It's goin' down; why they sellin' niggas' CD's for under a dime?

And if it's all love, daddy, why you come with your 9?

Why my niggas ain't get that cake?

Why is a brother up north better than Jordan

That ain't get that break?

Why you don't stack instead of tryin' to be fly?

Why is rattin' at an all time high? Why are you even alive?

Why they kill 2Pac and Chris?

Why at the bar you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin' Cris?

Why them bullets have to hit that door?

Why did Kobe have to hit that raw? Why'd he kiss that whore?

Why?!

[Anthony Hamilton:]

All that I've been given

Is this pain that I've been livin'

They got me in the system

Why they gotta do me like that?

Tried to make it my way

But got sent up on the highway

Why? Oh why?

Why they gotta do me like that?

[Jadakiss:]

Why do niggas push pounds and powder?

Why did Bush knock down the towers?

Why you around them cowards?

Why Aaliyah have to take that flight?

Why my nigga D ain't pull out his Ferrari?

Why he take that bike?

Why they gotta open your package and read your mail?

Why they stop lettin' niggas get degrees in jail?

Why you gotta do 85% of your time?

And why do niggas lie in 85% of they rhymes?

Why a nigga always want what he can't have?

Why I can't come through in the pecan Jag?

Why did crack have to hit so hard?

Even though it's almost over, why niggas can't get no jobs?

Why they come up with the witness protection?

Why they let the Terminator win the election?

Come on, pay attention!

Why I sell in the stores what you could sell in the streets?

Why I say the hottest shit but be sellin' the least?

[Anthony Hamilton:]

All that I've been given

Is this pain that I've been livin'

They got me in the system

Why they gotta do me like that?

Tried to make it my way

But got sent up on the highway

Why? Oh why?

Why they gotta do me like that?

[Jadakiss:]

Why Halle have to let a white man pop her to get a Oscar?

Why Denzel have to be crooked before he took it?

Why they didn't make the CL6 with a clutch?

And if you don't smoke

Then why the hell you reachin' for my dutch?!

Why rap? 'Cause I need air time

Why be on the curb with a "Why lie? I need a beer" sign?

Why all the young niggas is dyin'?

'Cause they moms at work

They pops is gone, they livin' with iron

Why they ain't give us a cure for AIDS?

Why my diesel have fiends in the spot on the floor for days?

Why you screamin' like it's a slug? It's only the hawk

Why my buzz in L.A. ain't like it is in New York?

Why they forcin' you to be hard?

Why ain't you a thug by choice?

Why the whole world love my voice?

Why? Try to tell 'em that it's the flow, son

And you know why they made the new twenties?

'Cause I got all the old ones - that's why!

[Anthony Hamilton:]

All that I've been given

Is this pain that I've been livin'

They got me in the system

Why they gotta do me like that?

Tried to make it my way

But got sent up on the highway

Why? Oh why?

Why they gotta do me like that?

The Champ Speaks Pt. 3 lyrics - Jadakiss

I'm fucked up!

Hahahaha

Um, but um, you know, it ain't nothing

Niggas-Niggas know though

Calmate, que te calmo!

Know what that mean, huh?

"Calm down, or I'll calm you down! "

Calmate (Calm Down) lyrics - Jadakiss

Aha, the champ is here

Double R, ride out

Inquiring minds wanna know

Everybody wanna blow, every nigga that hustle wanna O

Every RnB diva's a freak on the low

Take a real special nigga to grind and get it slow

Most dudes get caught in they feelings

And react off emotions, damn near resort to killing

See me I'm strictly 'bout my bread

Niggas and family, everything else is dead

After the state, everything else is feds

After the hawk everything else is lead

Outside of the bentley coupe

It's milk white with chrome stocks, everything else is red

Yeah, Kiss shit blazin, I copped your new shit

I hated the songs but the skits was amazing

Back by popular demand of the hood

Mean oufit half ounce hammer and I'm good

Better start using your head

And I can't name 10 hot rappers without including the dead

I can move the haze in the hallway and be fine

But after 10 years I just want what's rightfully mine

It's a shame that I feel like that

But the truth is June 15th I'ma feel like Gap, what

Just, just warn 'em, whoever ya'll think can spit I'll spit on 'em

Niggas tryna drop they shit, just warn 'em

Kiss of Death

Music makes these thugs calm down

Music makes these thugs calm down

I'm old school I still clean my jewels w/ toothpaste

All the way down, music makes these thugs calm down

The Champ Speaks Pt. 4 lyrics - Jadakiss

[Jadakiss & DJ Green Lantern:]

Ready for war, nigga!

Talk to em, Kiss!

Ain't no stopping me this time

It never was no stopping me

But this time, it definitely ain't no stopping me

Word!

Phone ringing...

(VROOOOOOOM)

That's how I'm coming around niggas

A-ha! Hahahaha

Tahaha

The game is like a highway

You know, and there's a lot of lanes, about a million lanes

I been-I been at a nice pace, you know, dipping in and out

But this time, when the Kiss of Death drop

This all you gon' hear

(VROOOOOOOM)

I'm gone!