Bosses Orders (2012)

Actors

• Stephen Bailey (actor)
• JaySin Matlock (actor)
• JaySin Matlock (director)
• JaySin Matlock (editor)

Genres

• Action
• Short

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Personal - Ice-T
• Personal - E-40
• Personal - Craig David
• Personal - Stars
• Personal - Waterboys
• Personal - Olly Murs
• Personal - Marla Glen
• Personal - Mike Scott

Emcee's no time out,it's time to rhyme out
You've dug your own grave,now you must climb out
Dig out,crawl out,hide from the fallout
'Cause when I get mad I go all out
ICE cooler than the coldest cube,dude
And when I'm micin',boy,I'm know to get rude
Criminal background,it's time to get down
I use a silencer,don't like the loud sound
Off my mic blast,you better run fast
The last punk that popped junk passed
Spit on his grave,laughed,jumped in my stretch
Signed his bitch an autograph
Syndicate boy,I don't fool out
You're full grown,school's out
You try to diss?..I think you better cool out
'Cause your butt is smoke,if we ever duel out
This jam is directed,to all of those who expected
For me to cold be rejected,but now I'm highly respected
And now their ears are infected
With dollar signs I've collected
Jealous punks,I said it!
Personal
Take a personal
Take it personal,punk,I'm talkin' to you
And if they agree with you,then your crew too
I never diss an emcee,I wish'em all good luck
But if you diss me to my face,duck
My style don't ramble,you shouldn't gamble
With your grill,I got a fist like an anvil
I write a record,lock it on the topic
EVIL and IZ dog the track,then we drop it
Record stores rock it,stock it,fans buy it
People that never heard of ICE-T try it
Then you try to diss? You got gall
I got gold on my neck and gold on my wall
Gold in my fingers,gold in my ear
When this jam's spinnin',gold's what you hear
Toy,this ain't Christimas,no time to play
I ain't no child,punk,you'll get sprayed
Illin' on a mega-villan
You must want a pine box to go chill in
Buried deep,creep,no one will weep
'Cause the next night with your bitch I'll sleep
Personal
Take it personal
I ain't East Coast,West Coast,new style,or old style
You wanna know about me? Check police files
Get out my face or you might have a bruised one
Brass knuckle prints? Yes,I used some
I ain't here to boast,I don't do that
When I talk it's straight dope,pure facts
I rock hard but still called a new jack
But talk shit,you're sure to get heard cracked
I don't drink or smoke or do dumb drugs
But my posse's still labeled street thugs
L.A.P.D's got all my boy's mugs
Can't use my phone for the damn bugs
I live in privacy,don't like suckers hawking me
News reporters,some think they can talk for me
Lies,misquotes,changin' all my words around
But if I catch'em on the street they'll get beat down
They get money for hype-type publicity
They don't think twice,about dissin' me
But that's a mistake,with tha SYNDICATE you shoudn't mess
I hope those punk reporters wear vests!
Personal
Take that personal
Now the words I speak to some may sound radical
But I'll explain,it's simply mathematical
You diss,I diss,this is creates an equal
You reply to my diss,this is called a sequel
I reply to your diss,this is called a battle
Not intelligent,not very adult
So I don't battle,I just put heads out
A straight line is always the direct route
I write lyrics clear,to leave no doubt
Don't even have to say who I'm speakin' about
You know who you are,you just jealous
'Cause you hear my records are million sellers
Try to say I'm wack,out on the streets
While your whole crew is jockin' my beats
See me on T.V. and in the papers
See me at a jam,and catch vapors!

I gets a phone call about a neighbor
Daylight savings time seven o'clock at night
Three-way conversation
40-Water family member, cousin
Dude did you receive my card?
When did you send it?
Yesterday, should've been there by now
9-4-5-9-1 Vallejo, California mail box 9-4-5-9-1
Damn
Shit what the fuck is goin' on around here
Dude 'nem got some paper work out on you
They talkin' about makin' your ass disappear
Not like that, not my sa-hid-nab
They way to sharp
Guess again, you know your so-called homie
Your best friend
What I do, believe me you wouldn't wanna know
For what I did I opened up a drugstore
By all means, the scratch was the common goal
To cover team, I hooked up my fellows
Oh, what it seems, some fools get some paper and trip
They stick they ass in the air just like a bitch
Now whats the definition of bitch
A punk ass bitch that sit down when he piss
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal
Personal, this is what I jack for
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal
Personal, this is why I hustle
All this shit I gotta deal with
And every time I look around I'm fonkin'
When I strap on it, now there's work to do
Blood on my hand, I took a life or two
Laid 'em down like a hog
Bucked a nigga down at the mall
Semi-autos, macks, glock full lines
Quick to send you to the mortuary, yeah
I put this on my folks, it takes nothin' but a call
I jack for the beats or paper, cars, skank and all
(Dog)
Down for the cause, just like I'm down for a dog
Damn what you heard, it's all about what you saw
Why you up in draws, can't no you can't go skinny dippin'
Why you lookin at me silly hoe
'Cause I'm makin' moves, clockin' dough
Suga T, supa nice, from Vallejo
Oh, oh broken up like Freddy
When you really wanna see me in my teddy
(Teddy)
I got my machete, y'all ain't ready
(Ready)
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal
Personal, this is what I jack for
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal
Personal, this is why I hustle
Here they come slow it down mossey on the passenger side
Wit about a hundred and fifty rounds
That'll lay 'em down
See we from the town
Where murder for hire ain't no thang
Water splittin' 'caine
Bring the pain
When niggas get out of line and get to actin' kinda shady
Niggas don't give a fuck
We'll dump on you when you with your lady
Known to be vicious, a nigga will break your dishes
Get out the AK out the window blowin' kisses
You den fucked around with some riders
Hill siders, rippin' on chests and guts
Oh, how you fuck around with the quietest nigga and he went nuts
See I den fucked around and been in shoot outs since the age twelve
Shot my house up on graduation day
And damn near killed my first born and my sister
You gotta make more
To play more that's what they told me
I could give a fuck about you intended cops
That's what my daddy told me
I put that on my only son, my other seeds
You fuck with me, I gone make your body bleed
We got some funk with these niggas that can't stick in they chest
We chief the heat
The garlic hollow tips with the vest
Bulletproof ski mask
Raid they ass like the task
Get the jewels and the cash and send they ass first class
To a six foot ditch
We trippin' off that bitch
And that's the same punk hoe that was ready to snitch
On your whole team
For sellin' ounces of cream
You got emotional
That's why it's personals, bitch
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal
Personal, this is what I jack for
Personal, life ain't no rehearsal

Anything you want from me
I'll do
but first
Let's get personal
personal
personal
personal
let's get personal
personal
personal
personal
personal with you
We're sittin' havin' dinner at your parent's home
some of the finest food I've ever known
but I need some sweetness on my tongue
and it ain't a type of sugar oh no
So maybe we can go somewhere
Name your room girl I don't care
where's the bedroom
(it's upstairs)
I'll meet you there in a minute
girl so we can get
Let's get personal (ooh yeah)
personal (tight baby)
personal (maybe we can get)
personal (just a little, just a little bit)
let's get personal (ooh yay)
personal (I wanna get personal)
personal (come on baby, just trust me)
personal (I wanna get)
personal with you
I'm behind you in your bedroom with your hands against the wall
but keeping one eye on the door
got your t-shirt and your panties on
ooh I feel so right, can't be wrong, no
I know you like it when I touch you there
girl just keep it quiet or they'll hear
feel the tremblin' all down your leg
I'd love to head to your bed
so that we can get
personal
shhh
Should I take off my clothes (no)
put the lock on the door
let go of your deepest inhibitions
let me fulfil your fantasies girl
like me touching you there (yeah)
the way that I play with your hair
emotions running wild until we stop
yeah
Let's get personal (ooh baby)
personal (I wanna get personal with you)
personal (we can do anything you wanna do)
personal (whoah)
let's get personal (when you rub and you're close to me)
personal (feel the fire just like ecstasy)
personal (and the way that you're touching me I want it baby all the time)
personal
personal with you
Oh I want to
make love to you
so let's
get personal
let me be
your fantasy
you're all
I need oh girl
Let's get personal
personal (with every little thing you do)
personal (it's like ecstasy baby)
personal (when I'm right when i'm back next to you)
personal (girl I don't give a damn about)
personal (who's that saw, go downstairs)
personal (I just wanna get personal baby)
personal (so bad makes me wanna say)
oh whoa whoa whoa
it makes me wanna say
oh whoa whoa whoa
all of my people say
oh oh oh oh

Single f, under 33, must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
Mrs.Destiny, send photo to address, is it you and me?
My name is Caroline cell phone number here, call if you have the time
28 and bored, grieving over loss, sorry to be heavy but heavy is the cost, heavy is the cost
Thanks so much for response, these things can be scary
Not always what you want
How about a drink? The St.Jude club at noon?
I'll phone you first I guess
I hope I see you soon!
I never got your name, I assume you're 33
Your voice it sounded kind
I hope that you like me
When you see my face, I hope that you don't laugh
I'm not a film-star beauty
I sent a photograph
I hope that you don't laugh...
Why did you not show up?
I waited for an hour and finally gave up
I thought once that I sw you, I thought that you saw me
I guess we'll never meet now
It wasn't meant to be
I was sure that you saw me, but it wasn't meant to be
single f, under 33, must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
Sought by single m:
nothing too heavy, send photo to address
is it you?

It's not personal
you didn't let me down at all
No, it's not personal
it's how the world goes 'round, is all
I've got some loving but it ain't for sale
- give it free to you, my friend
Somewhere further down the trail
I'l be pulling out again
It's not personal
don't let it underneath your skin
No, it's not personal
I'm only breathing out and in
I'm just moving on
because the groove has gone
I'm just stealing down the line
and it's fine
Woke up this morning, I was all alone
instead of her I found a note
I guess my bluebird just came home
for these are all the words she wrote...
It's not personal
you didn't let me down at all
No, it's not personal
it's how the world goes 'round is all

You walked through the door
Girl where were you
You been here before
It's nothing new
Your wearing cologne
It's not your's
Who?
Are you spending time with
I want the truth
I got a question
How many lies?
Question
How many times?
Question
Did you wanna lie?
Please forgive me, if I can't forgive anymore
I guess I'm taking it personal
Life without you is better than life before
I guess I'm taking it personal
Listen
Listen to my head
Listen
And not to my heart
Listen
Seems like the ends about to start
Yeah
You think your caught, you but not anymore
I guess I'm taking it personal
Where do I start
Look at you now
The lipstick you wear
Not on your mouth
The scent of your skin
Is somewhere else
I don't need to ask
I can't help myself
I got a question
How many lies?
Question
How many times?
Question
Did you wanna lie?
Please forgive me, if I can't forgive anymore
I guess I'm taking it personal
Life without you is better than life before
I guess I'm taking it personal
Listen
Listen to my head
Listen
And not to my heart
Listen
Seems like the ends about to start
Yeah
You think your caught, you but not anymore
I guess I'm taking it personal
Cos this is what is
This is where are
Get back in your car
And drive back to where you came from
There's nothing left to say
Nothing left to do
I'm not gonna change
I'm not anyway
Listen
Feel like the end has started
And y'know what?
Funny I'm not broken hearted
I got a question
How many lies?
Question
How many times?
Question
Did you wanna lie?
Please forgive me, if I can't forgive anymore
I guess I'm taking it personal
Life without you is better than life before
I guess I'm taking it personal
Listen
Listen to my head
Listen
And not to my heart
Listen
Seems like the ends about to start
Yeah
You think your caught, you but not anymore

They say hate lasts for a long time
I know that's not true
Because I know how to stop it
I know what to do
In my world
In my mind
They say life, It ain't easy
But I know that's not true
Because I know how to live it
I know what to do
In my mind
In my world
It's a personal feeling
Inside
If the world is bringing you down
Get up
It's a personal feeling
In my mind
And if the world is bringing you down
Stand up
Ooooh oh yeah yeah
Ooooh all right now
All right now
Ooooh yeah yeah
They say love it ain't easy
I know that's not true
Because I know how to push it
I know what to do
In my world
In my mind
In this world
Ooooh yeah now
In my world
In my mind
It's a personal feeling

It's not Personal
You didn't let me down at all
No, it's not Personal
It's how the world goes round is all
I've got some loving but it ain't for sale
I'll give it free to you, my friend
Somewhere further down the trail
I'll be pulling out again
But it's not Personal
Don't let it underneath your skin
No, it's not Personal
I'm only breathing out and in
I'm just moving on
because the groove is gone
I'm just stealing down the line
and it's fine
Woke up this morning, I was all alone
Instead of her I found a note
I guess my bluebird just came home
for these are all the words she wrote:
It's not Personal
You didn't let me down at all
No it's not Personal
It's how the world goes round is all