This from the heart yea this
From the heart right here
Yea everybody has a story to tell
Check this out though
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 his sneakers
What can i say you can tell
If he's cool if you talk with him
During fire drills girls would want to walk with him
He could have any chick up in his view
But there was only one girl he wanted to call boo
See it's all true found himself stressed in a dead end
The girl he was feelin' was obsessed with his best friend
His best friend's a playa that's 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 help in it
Wrote the girl a letter told her how
He felt in it she was shocked at first
For him revealing the truth until she
Realized that she was feeling him too
Oh..i've been (i've been) thinking of you
Oh..i've been (i've been) thinking of you
Oh..i've been (i've been) thinking of you
And you've been thinkin' of me ohh..
Uhh..yea so as you know as time goes by
Things get a little more serious..phht
Just listen uhh but strictly hip-hop
Now they bump the slow jams all day
Went from holding hands to making out
In the hallway their relationship
Seemed like a dream come true
As time went by their friendship grew
Staring at the stars trading secrets on the phone
When her parents were at work she would sneak him
In the 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 (heh)
Females were jealous but they still callin' him cute
First day in summer school they rocked the
Mansion in "nortica" suits happy in each other's arm
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 you love
For your 'fam' thats like cuttin' off your right or left hand (damn)
Uh uh yea uh i know this sounds
Like a true story it could've
Happen to any one of us
It's crazy though right check it
Now if this sounds like a true story
That's probably cuz' it is and i know for a fact
Cuz' im that chinese kid (hmm) looking
Back now i know it's more then just a quest
I'm saying 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 still to this day
We talk now and then she's doing her thing
We both all grown up i think she's rockin' a ring
I know she's proud of me and all i've accomplished
She was there when i was nobody that's being honest
Ain't no shame i'll admit it she was there when i cried
So in return i'll wipe the tears from her eyes as far as my
Pops he's a little bit more open-minded if his son is happy
He's 100% behind it now this is a song i knew i had to do
Because all the stuff i went through might've happened to you
Uhh yea everybody remembers they first love
You only got one so you gotta remember (yea uhh)
Just wanted you to know jin's still thinkin' about you
The Emcee - Perspectives
(Per-per-per-perspective)
Yea, it's a new beginnin'
Hip Hop, one two one two
The Emcee
Check
[Chorus]
They say hip hop's fallin' apart
But that wont stop us from callin it art
Yea we gotta hold it down as a collective
And make sure that they see our (per-per-per-perspective)
They say hip hop's fallin' apart
But that wont stop us from callin' it art
Yea we gotta hold it down as a collective
And make sure that they see our (per-per-per-perspective)
Hip Hop ain't the same it's a shame they closed Rawkus
Disappointin' like the Knicks to New Yorkas
All I hear is a buncha lames â'n shit talkers
Wheres the Kanes, Rakims and Chris Parkers?
Real MCs, are damn near extinct
Last time I heard some shit was Built from Cuban Links
Just think, other than that, the rest of the shit stinks
Better work out the kinks before your ship sinks
Sip drinks, get crunk, shake your behind
That shit is coo but it don't stimulate your mind
Time to take it back on some '91 shit
The ?De La - Tribe? native tongue shit
Can't forget that Onyx â'throw your gun shit'
And of course you know you gotta knock that Pun shit
I come from a era where cats would just spit
Now after 2 bars I'm ready to press skip
[Chorus]
I represent the last of
The dope MCs, that would never pass up
Any opportunity to rip your ass up
Don't let your mans and your fans have you gas'd up
You really not that nice, it aint hard the first week to go gold
When your label can cop half of what's sold
You can have the top 10 billboard spots
Keep that, either way I'mma still get props
The Emcee ain't got the throne naw not today
But I'm only bout 5 or 6 slots away, uh huh
I am the source being I'm that nice
Nas should've more than 3 and a half mics
Keep my craft tight, I know I can
No hit singles but I got die-hard fans
My instincts got me usin' the pen's ink
Not in a boy band but my flow is N SYNC (in sync)
[Chorus]
On Golden Child tracks I'm at ease
To get my point across just like a trapeze
Stations chargin' flat fees
To get in rotation, you could put that in quotation
I said it, must be genetic
On the mic never bite my tongue
Give my pops all the credit
Corporate America can kiss my ass now
All they wanna do is milk the cash cow
Could care less if we end up deceased or in jail
Long as there's an increase in sales
I'm not a rap analyst, just a fan of this
Real hip hop from NY to Los Angeles
Matter fact, any longitude or latitude
Where they show the pioneers gratitude
And thats the attitude that seems most effective
But yo, that's just my perspective
[Chorus]
Yea yea,
The Emcee got (per-per-per-perspective)
Golden Child got (per-per-per-perspective)
Kamel got (per-per-per-perspective)
Get your own (per-per-per-perspective)
The Emcee.
Golden Child.
we Crafty...
yo G I had this crazy dream last night man.
the world was upside down yo.
everybody was tryin' to get in the industry.
all I could say was...
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
its like I went to sleep last night and things were all fine
woke up all of a sudden everybody rhymes
thats how the shit seems
everytime I turn around all I hear is "yo let me spit sixteen"
is it me or do I gota sign on my forehead
that says "wanna get signed? just rhyme go head!"
all this rappin got me stressin
I wonder if this only happens in my profession
like when Jordan had the number one spot
you think they ran up on him like you gota see my jumpshot
I don't know maybe its just me
but you should need a license to call yaself a emcee
you must be jokin right you aint dope or tight
and peep what happened last night at the open mic
when they called for heads to go up and spit
the whole club got on stage aint that some shit
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
I'd be platinum believe ya ears
if I sold every demo I received in the last three years
I aint braggin but I been around the world tourin
you never left ya house you just stay on the forums
open for criticism everytime I spit it
but who the fuck died and made you the head critic
be the ones with no talent whinin how
always got somethin to complain about like Simon Cowell
I woulda made the first verse the third
more ad libs and before the chorus add a bridge
like you got the formula for makin a hit
only time you ever drop somethin nasty is takin a shit
if you got somethin to say make it legit
but it seems like these bastards aint gonna quit
see they'll dis you knowin that their raps aint official
turn around and be like can I do a track with you
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
I know you feel like everyday you get a bit closer
in your room dolo spittin to Jay's poster
its cools to chase dreams but I'd advise
you play it safe don't quit ya 9 to 5
that's just reality stop duckin it
like eatin steak with a butterknife you aint cuttin it
oh cause he ya cousin you got him on the track
demo didn't even make it to the bottom of the stack
sick of so-called producers yall get tired
kick the same sales pitch "yo my shit is fire"
if that's true get ya turn to see me
but ya beats aint even hot enough to burn a cd
they never fail to blow my high
talkin bout I manage so and so and did blah blah blah
I sign autographs shake hands and never think
cause nowadays fans are damn near extinct
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up
I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll
ain't nobody even sittin' in the stands ya'll
you rap? manage? produce? what?
aw shut the fuck up.
where they at...
nobody...
where they at...
nobody...
This is a motion picture
Courtesy of The Emcee
With an original score, by the Golden Child
I wanna tell y'all bout my first time
I know its kinda personal buh,
I feel â- I feel like I can open up right now
Yea, everybody remember their first time
And it goes a little something like this...
It was a stormy night, rain drippin' off the window pane
Come clean I don't remember her name
Prior to that evening, I saw her in my wet dreams
Ageless, but usually she's sixteen
Been around, I ain't the first to do her
Actually a close friend put me on to her
I was only 14 at the time,
A bit nervous, cause she was experienced and fine
Within tha confines of my bed-room
Just the two of us, knew where it would head soon
Parents next door, wait till they fall asleep
Then we can get it on, the nature of a freak
I seen her before, but never in the nude
She requested music to lighten up the mood
In the stereo, a mere coincidental
I had a beat tape full of premier instrumentals
She got open and I knew it
Told me that her previous partners be smokin' up before they do it
My mind blank like the paper never shoulda been
I close my eyes and slowly put it in
At that very moment, time froze
Sent chills thru my whole body, only my spine knows
Tinglin', like rabbits we went at it
Hittin it raw from the bed to the floor
Nonstop wicked back shots, I'm smashin it
In my young life never felt passionate
About nothing, so much what a rush
The second each time my hand and the pen touch
It was a race to the finish line I came first
She came at a close second, there go the verse
The climax, was more than sensation
She surprised me with the oral presentation
To say the least, it was damn good
Brought me one stop closer to manhood
So I vowed never to forget my first time
I'm talkin' about that night I wrote my first rhyme
Uh yea, I wrote my first rhyme
Uh huh yea, I wrote my first rhyme
uh, its the emcee(the emcee), yeah
yeah, you can be the prettiest
i'd rather be the gritiest
Crafty Plugz
i minipulate the modern dialect
words that i select
can be a higher threat then a man in a private jet
flyin by ya set goin dumb fast,
since Pun passed i aint found an MC to admire yet
my intellect in affect when i drop the info
before i step on stage i give a propper intro
never go pop, hip hop is what im into
use the key to unlock the mental
I'm master of the rhythem and tempo
you'll never catch up, try to make an attempt though
you off to a slow start, me against you
thats like an F1 race car against a go kart
im so sharp, they used to gas you up too much when you was young,
now you nothin but a no fart
the whack opponent played (?) like Casanova
thats it I'm here for the throw down, pass it over
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova (uh, yeah)
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
uh, yo,
i dont know what kind of fantasy world you stuck in
sleep on me if you want but dont get tucked in
too comfortable, cuz at the crack of dawn
when the wake up call comes it'll be too late to act alarmed
i activate the bomb to detinate
blow your career to smithereens, and not a second late
im here to set the record straight
i crack your cd in half, if its cassette, then i'll eject your tape
select a date, we can battle live
how about the monday your album drops, see if you'll survive
im on the war path, best move aside
otherwise say goodbye, cuz its suicide
when you go against the pro,(?) notion
i compose flows deep as the pacific ocean
right stroke, left stroke, whats the best stroke
word up yo, they be drownin in my quotes
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova (yeah)
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova (uh huh)
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
check me out, uh, uh, yo
im double extra large, extra charged(?) like wilson elliot
my pen skills is ill, they aint ready yet
(?)... so my editorials are part of the source, im here to charter the course
ya'll needa follow the leada like Rakim gave the orders
cuz we behind enemy lines like great reporters
tape recorders and cam corders, but they see the man slaughter
you aint gotta go beyond the damn borders
watchin news see cops confused
good guys gettin shot so we gots lots to lose
i dont pop the (?), i hop over obstacles
padded my rhymes like how a boxer moves
laced each line wiht lots of jewels
bad for ya whole hood and leave ya block confused
on behalf of real MCs, (?) ... Djs and rap artists and pop lockers too, holla
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
its all over, casanova
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
You'll never know,
You'll never get it,
There is no choice,
We can't forget it
When we look up
We see the same sky
When 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
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
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Who's the best emcees?
Ain't no best
Who's the best who's the best
Ain't no best
Who's the best emcees?
Ain't no best
top 5 dead or alive
Ain't no best
It started out with the legendary Kool Herc one of
the greats in 1980 Kurtis Blow hit us with The Breaks
from then it was on
two years later Melle Mel dropped the Message
round the same time I was born
grandmaster caz cold crushin it was evident
Rakim campaignin Eric B For President
straight out the Bronx came the one known as Kris
Boogie Down Productions rappers gettin dissed
Kane held the throne the streets knew it was his
ever since they heard him just rhymin with Biz
Slick Rick took us on Adventures with his bling
Kool Moe Dee told us that Knowledge Is King
meanwhile LL was rockin the bells
Chuck D and Ice T told the cops go to hell
G Rap was Kool RUN was the sire
Sucker MC's I never admire
[Chorus]
10th grade I became a hiphop addict ass backwards
copped It Was Written and then Illmatic
some say Ready To Die was Biggie's best
but then again theres always Life After Death
way before Dame and Jay changed views and split
on the real 22 2's was my shit
just when you thought PAC only brought drama
he had joints like Keep Ya Head Up and Dear Mama
Pun did it his way just like Carlito
Big L murdered it on Stretch and Bobbito
my man B put me on to Havoc and P
Infamous will forever be a classic to me
ODBs soul has just entered the buildin
Puffy is good but Wu Tang is for the children
Scarface ya mind playin tricks just illusions
Pharoah Monch out to Organize the confusion
tryin to figure out this fly chick I discovered
at the same time Common said He Used to Love Her
Buckshot with his Camp Click laced up in boots
big up to Black Thought never forgot his Roots
keep some Dirty Rotten Scoundrel in my stereo
cant forget Bustas verse on Scenario
Keith Murray was a lyrical assassin
when Reggie grabbed the mic it was time for some aksion
party anthems Treach rocked without rehearsal
the Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
Blackstar better yet Kweli and Mos
the in and out flow belongs to Jada and the Ghost
before every X verse you hear the dogs bark
OutKast changed the game ask Rosa Parks
[Chorus]
mic skills ain't got nothin to do with ya gender
Clef 's ill but L Boogie was my favorite member
out the Fugees the tightest to drop
Latifahs the Queen other chicks are Lyte as rock
before NWA's family feud
who kicked that gangsta shit like Eazy E and Cube
but still true lyricists smashin the cuts
up verbally like Ras Kass and Kurupt
e-40 Mac Dre holdin down the bay
still doin the thizz even though he passed away
rest in peace it ain't about west or east
coast beef the media can be a beast
overnight acts just wanna top the charts
no intentions to contribute to the art
I absolutely refuse to let it fall apart
The Emcee is crafty we here to make our mark
they wanna know
[Chorus]
WHEN IT COMES TO THE LADIES I THINK ABOUT WHAT MY MAN FIE DOG SAIDS UNH-HUH
YOU MIGHT GO I LIKE A BROWN,YELLOW,PUERTO RICAN,AND HAITIAN
CHECK IT OUT
HERES SUNTING THAT IVE BET YOUVE NEVER SEEN (WATS THAT)
ASAIN GIRLS WITH SOME APPLE BOTTOM JEANS (OKAY)
36 UNH,24 UNH,36 UNH BABY LETS GO UNH
HERES SUNTING THAT IVE BET YOUVE NEVER SEEN (WATS THAT)
ASAIN GIRLS WITH SOME APPLE BOTTOM JEANS (OKAY)
36 UNH,24 UNH,36 UNH BABY LETS GO UNH
SEE HER FROM THE BACK BE LIKE BLAZING
THEN SHE TURN BACK AND FOUND OUT SHE ASAIN
SO AMAZING WAT A OUTACASIAN
IMA TELL YOU THIS FO YA IMFAMATION
I LIKE A BLACK, BROWN, EVEN CAUCATION
BUT THIS ONE GOT ME STANDIN HERE DAZING
SO SICK THINK I NEED MY MEDICATION
THIS IS NOT A SONG THIS IS DEDICATION
FOR MY NATION, A CELEBRATION
ITS A PARTY OU DONT EVEN NEED AN INVITATION
BUT IF IT WASNT FOR MY FACING
GOOD GOD WAT A BEAUTIFUL CREATION
I DONT CARE NOW WATS YOUR REPETION
YOU IN HERE BENDEND BACK WITH A OCCUPATION
IMA TAKE YOU FROM THE CLUB IN THE BASEMENT
THEN I MIGHT HIT OFF THE RADIO STATION
HERES SUNTING THAT IVE BET YOUVE NEVER SEEN (WATS THAT)
ASAIN GIRLS WITH SOME APPLE BOTTOM JEANS (OKAY)
36 UNH,24 UNH,36 UNH BABY LETS GO UNH
HERES SUNTING THAT IVE BET YOUVE NEVER SEEN (WATS THAT)
ASAIN GIRLS WITH SOME APPLE BOTTOM JEANS (OK)
36 UNH,24 UNH,36 UNH BABY LETS GO UNH
I GOT THIS CHINESE BOARD THAT STICKS OUT IN MY BED
LEAVE MYSPACE COMMENTS EVERY SINGLE DAY
I GOT THIS KOREAN CHICK DOWN IN TEXAS
WHEN IM IN
Yeah I'm chinese, and what?
(Another preview of Jin album)
Yeah you know who this is, Jin, and let me just tell you this
The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings comin to ur house by me is over
(This is it, it's crazy)
(OVA!!!)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This is it, cause fuck you head man
I know a bunch of crips that love redman
And walk in New york, man things dun change
STOP, the chinks do it again
This aint Bruce Lee, ya'll watch too much T.V
This is the game of death, when i aim for you chest
And too much sex got me seeing slow motion, eyes barely open, with a roach roastin'
And ur girl, she love the Jin motion, rub it on her body like body shop lotion
What's the comotion? You never seen me?
Original chinky eyed MC?
Ya'll don't want to stop to the army
Double armed, rank refugee
And the barrel of the gun gon make you speak another language
And amigo i ain't talking bout spanish
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This one goes out to those who ordered four chicken wings, pork fried rice and rolled dice in the hood
You think this shit it's all good?
To the cowboys that roll out like Clint Eastwood
I wish you would, come to CHINA TOWN
Get lost in town, end up in the lost and found
Eye witnesses?
You must be crazy, we don't speak english, we speak chinese
And the only popo we know,
Is the pigs on the hook by the window
Each time they harass me I wanna explode
We should ride the train for free, we built the railroads
I ain't your 50 cent, I ain't your Eminem, I ain't your Jigga Man, I'm a CHINA man
Ginseng in the palm of my hands, she looked suprised when she saw it in the palm of her hands
And you know what's next?
Safe sex, i'll be damned if I sleep with the flesh in the insest
[Kanye West] Yo Jin! We good wit this one, yeah!
[Jin] Good looking Kanye
Ruff Ryder, Roc-A-Fella collabo!
You see, we're the next generation in this rap game
So it's only right we got down like this
[Kanye] Yep! uh oh!
[Chorus - Kanye West] (2x)
I got a love that's better than - 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 - Jin]
Yo I was doing a show with Kanye in the West
Mid that is, so basically the Chi and 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 y'alls
Look at shorty with my name, tatted on her breast y'all
Mr. West, what do you think is the best?
(Kanye: Take em backstage, get aquainted that's what I suggest dawg)
When it comes to spittin G, I'm one of the best y'all
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]
[Verse - Jin]
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 One's and white tee's
She want champagne, I got Sisco and Kool-Aid
Why go to the movies? let's watch the bootleg
[Chorus]
[Verse - Jin]
Girl I don't wear Prada, never met Gucci
Or wore Versake [Versace], y'all is too boughi
We all know Kanye is Mr. Louis Vuitton
But if I see a L and a V, I'd think that it's 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]
[Outro - Jin] (girl)
(I got a love) it's over girl!
(You ever was) I thought me and you was it
(No good for me) But obviously, things ain't work out
(I got a love) And I know when you see this video
(You ever was) First thing you gon do is pick up that cell phone
(No good for me) Go to Jay, hah
Chorus:
I don't know why everybody's talking bout me/
is he really gunna be a hot mc/
asking if my albums gunna flop/
wondering if Im gunna hit billboards top/
I don't know why this world got so much hate/
if it was that much love it would all be great/
but there ain't and its making me strong/
if you real then you gunna be feeling this song/
verse 1
Since the last time you saw me on t.v. blazing mcs/ my life turned around did a hundred eighty degrees/
theres a couple key issues that I gota address/ plus alot of bullshit to get off my chest/ everybody's got opinions that they wanna contest/ i listen to most of them and ignore the rest/ some confess that Im hot/ some stress me alot saying that I don't deserve all the success that I got/ is it me or does it seem like they're obsessed with my jock/ either that or they just jealous of my props/ all it took was hardwork plus my obsession with fame/ ask around who's nice and they'll mention my name/ is he the best in the game/ the question remains/ will he ship numbers or is he a one-hit wonder/ ya'll cant talk about me ya'll dont know what Ive been thru/ I just wanted to rap look what I got myself into/
Chorus
verse 2
Before I even dropped any material I had alot of critics/ what I gota do to prove to ya'll Im not a gimmick/ eager to check my numbers when my sales start to cash in/ seems like yall want me to fail with a passion/ my own people hating my eyes are deceiving me/ can it be? some of them don't even believe in me/ first you mad there ain't no Asian in the mainstream/ no doubt now there is one you say he sold out!?/ face it you don't hate the fact that Im rhymin/ you hate the fact that you aint in the position that im in/ im a pioneer it aint a mystery look/ got my own chapter in the hiphop history book/ oh and by the way in case you didnt notice/ all the hating you doing is keeping me focused/ besides hating is bad for your health/ at the end of the day Im still asking myself/
Chorus
verse 3
I can't explain what this game is putting me thru/ you wouldnt understand man put ya foot in my shoe/ walk a mile shit you could even walk an inch/ same pace thats all it takes for you to relate/ it aint about right or wrong/ be the same cats that love my freestyles that say i cant write a song/ plus he signed to the R don't he run with thugs/ what he gone rap about now huh guns and drugs?/ nope I'm just gunna do me/ witty cat plus Im a true mc/ I prove to be give the streets my music/ I paid my dues I got receipts to prove it/ you can't refuse it if its hot its hot/ actually im flattered you say i sound like Marshall Mathers/ Im no Eminem but Im not wack either/ only reason you compare me to him is cause Im not black neither/
Chorus
that hot shit...
ah we got that got shit..
woah we got that hot shit..
oh we got that hot shit..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
lets take it back to the basics..
cos face it..
nowadays its all about the beats..
lyrics are wasted..
simple minds get nothing at all..
im saying what do'ya think the rewind button is for...
if i was your A&R; every verse be the kind..
you're a grown man, why you kicking nursery rhymes..
fooling the public with the rubbish you create..
hoping they wont notice it beneath the AO8s..
its a shame that your tactics are affected..
it seems like listeners are not as selected..
djz, drop this and let it blast..
bet you anything the first question they gon ask...
is that a neptune track, uh uh, uh uh..
is that a timbaland track, uh uh, uh uh..
im saying who did that..
im saying who did that..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
i can rhyme on fast beats so ones that tell us slow..
better yet no beat check the acapella flow..
you got beats for the streets, beats for the clubs
beats for the ladies, beats for the thugs..
top 40 beats get it across the nation..
underground beats dont make it pass college stations..
some beats are worldwide, other beats are local..
most beats arent even hot until i lay my vocals..
i got love for this self, they holding it down the day..
but dont these crunk beats all sorta sound the same..
dont care where its from, long as the shits hot..
i need a beat, the 5th element of hip hop..
is that a neptune track, uh uh, uh uh..
is that a timbaland track, uh uh, uh uh..
im saying who did that..
im saying who did that..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
dre got the shit sonicly mastered...
thats why his 1st album the cronics was a classic..
hip hop is pre most drum kicks..
resalace 36 chambers with karate flicks..
swizz is known bang on the MP..
but the beat prolly get your ass banned from tv..
havocs like give up the goods or he gon take it..
alcumus came through on some we gon make it..
i bet bow wow didnt even know..
when the role beat drops everybody wanna flow..
kanye got some classics under his belt,
but since he started rhyming he keep his shit to himself..
wish i had the budget to get up with just blaze..
prolly cause a couple grand just to use the phrase..
sometimes you just wanna to hear street knock..
a little bit of night wonder maybe some beat rock..
get a many fresh bit if i ever start blinging..
or mario winans if i ever start singing..
psyke... but biggup to all your producers..
mark my work, golden child is the future..
is that a neptune track, uh uh, uh uh..
is that a timbaland track, uh uh, uh uh..
im saying who did that..
im saying who did that..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
its the G.O.L.D.E.N
and the emcee back at it again..
oh damn girl your ass look nice, my rims look big, and your ass look nice..
damn girl your ass look nice, my rims so big yeah i had to say it twice..
This song was inspired, by all the important women in my life
My motha, my sista
And I'd like to dedicate it, to all y'all
[Chorus]
Just keep holdin ur own
No use actin' all grown
Don't make yourself look like a (foolish little girl)
Let'em know whatchu worth
You the queen of this earth
Think otherwise and you a (foolish little girl)
This is a dedication, nope this is medication
The antidote for the poison fed to a generation
Through sex, lies, and video tapes
Slow down, live your lives, put your foot on the brakes
Youngin's are taught to get low
but they self-esteem has hit rock bottom so how much further can they go?
I ain't here to knock the next man from getting his cash
But 12-year olds singin songs bout shakin that ass
Its quite disturbin, yea you make the joints for adults
But kids got ears too, so what's the results?
Playgrounds filled with self-proclaimed bitches and hoes
Who grow up to be groupies taking pictures at shows
I get sick to my stomach, no signs of deceasing
Morals are nonexistent and values are decreasing
What's once ignorant blinded by what I couldn't see
Can't let my little sister be a (foolish little girl)
[Chorus 2x]
They label men dogs, cause we get weak in the flesh
So it takes a strong woman to keep us in check
Never neglect, the fact that she's the foundation
Undeniably God's most beautiful creation
Body heavenly, similar to constellations
Elevatin my mind thru daily conversations
Confrontations, well we will make up your sensation
No practice patience during her menstruation
Cycle, once a month, I'm at your beckon call
This is a older female's, gotta respect â'em all
From 13 to 30, age shouldn't be a factor
If life was a movie, she's the best supporting actor
I mean actress, but you see the point I'm makin (and what's that?)
For granted is not, how she should be taken
If anything, yo she deserves an applause
You can only see perfection if you look beneath the flaws
[Chorus 2x]
Got my priorities in order
This is for my unborn daughter
So she'll remember everything that her daddy taught her
9 outta 10 guys are only after one thing
If you find Mr. Right make sure you treat him like a king
Be wise, don't be fooled by the size of the bling
Cause real love could never be defined by a ring
Watch out for the lies, in this crazy world
In my eyes, none of y'all good enough for my baby girl
[Chorus 4x]
The Emcee yeah Carpe Diem
ya gotta seize the day
let's go
Ya see something you want then go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't leave this earth with nothing to show for it (nah)
I see something I want I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't leave this earth with nothing to show for it
I'm part emcee part shaman
ressurect dead poets through the art of rhymin
a professor with extra hard assignments
inspired by the stars alignments
I cause defiance with bars of science
devour my prey like the jaws of lions
in laymans terms you lames can burn
my course only for those that came to learn
the proper mechanics how to use the linguistics
like the X-Men a school for the gifted
but before you can rock the crowd
I make you walk on hot coal no socks allowed
a simple test that'll set fire to the best
I represent the IQ's higher than the rest
heard the wind whisper sent the breeze my way
Carpe Diem yo I gotta seize the day trust me
Ya see something you want then go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't leave this earth with nothing to show for it (nah)
I see something I want I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't leave this earth with nothing to show for it
if opportunity was at your front door and it saw it's locked
It might walk away so open before it knocks
I know I ain't the first to tell ya
when you don't take action you planting a seed for failure
you can bend the rules and break the guidelines
or follow the play and sit on the sidelines
which are you huh the first or the ladder
knowledge of self is a personal matter
well let's see double check the facts
if money grew on trees would you go and get an axe
prepare for the blossom achieve what's yours
or sit back and wait for the leaves to fall
see only in dreams will men be free
that's the way it's been and how it always will be
*pooofff*
I send the breeze your way
Carpe Diem yo you gotta seize the day trust me
Ya see something you want then go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't leave this earth with nothing to show for it (nah)
I see something I want I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't leave this earth with nothing to show for it
I can show you the ropes I can even loan you the quotes
but if it ain't in you why even continue
to pose like your whole style is authentic
I smell a fraud the aroma is deep scented
I re-invented myself with the help of nobody else
yeah I did it solely for my health
not the rollie on the shelf or the 6 digits
the fame and fortune is highly ficticious
only exist to those with sick wishes
to achieve it they often act a bit vicious
and maliciously mislead the youth
I steer 'em on course cause my pen bleeds the truth
YOFAM the alternative to the street route
I use both hands whenever I reach out
that way you ain't gotta look hard to see em
and live by these two words (what) Carpe Diem
Ya see something you want then go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't think twice go for it (go for it)
don't leave this earth with nothing to show for it (nah)
I see something I want I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't think twice I go for it (go for it)
can't leave this earth with nothing to show for it
I woke up this morning looked in the mirror
And said it's either me or
You but it's time for a change like ?li-all?
?Co-in'? thoughts start flowin when I hear a Def Jam
I pass the torch from my right to my left hand
I'm just a average joe, with far from average flow
Minus the fact that I'm nice, I'm sorta like you
Take my skills subtract it twice, divide that by two
That's you
And that's about right, buh
back to my life where the saga continues
Tell these promoters start lookin for some venues
I'm backstage meditatin', breathin easy
Waitin' for the moment I'm signaled by Kame-eezy
2 thumbs up, that's when I know it's a go
The Emcee rocks every set like it's his last show
Professionalism, I hold in high regards
Cause to me, this here is more than just a job
This the combination of all that I believe
Hip hop's the oxygen that I need to breathe
Success is measured by what one achieves
I brush my shoulders off and rolled up my sleeves
See the empire ain't gonna build itself
Sick of sittin on the shelf
I been on a hiatus
You are listenin to the greatest story ever told
Sequel to 100 Thousand sold
Talk to'em K
[Kamel talkin']
Let's assume I made it, plus accumulated a fan base
Could you picture the look on this man's face?
A moment I can't wait for, recognize only way I flop is if I stop affectin lives
I gotta point to get across
Now whether one person get it or a million, the message isn't lost
Of course, I want plaques that's certified diamond
But more than that, I just love rhyming
Perfect timin when I flow,
My style's far from Common, plus I ain't from Chicago
But bigups to mr. lin
Who motivated me to spit again
And we ain't never into act
Ready to quit, lost balance
Got my center back,
Be remindin' me why I even gotten into rap
The boom back when you feel like you in a room trapped
And a only escape was the form of a tape
For every situation, there's a song to relate
At that moment, I knew that I belong wit the greats
It's the freestyle specialist slash song writer
Pull up all-nighters just to make the song tighter
Tryin' to sell 10 million copies you so hopeless
I'm workin on 100k I'm so focused
You know I got mine fo' sho
So that's just ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine to go
[Kamel talkin']
Yeah, uh, yeah
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
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 we all related be patient
Cause we gon' make it so if you rollin' with me
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
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
About they never talked about the guns or the drugs
'Till I saw the guns and the drugs
There is tons in the hood
I'll admit, I never sold a sack in my life
Watchin' "Scarface" thinkin' that was a life
Slingin' dope or coke, respect, money and power
But what happen when things start to go sour
Everybody wanna see more cash
But ego's clashin', that's when egos crash
See the two of them started when they was in dimes
Graduated, now they movin' bricks at a time
Down to do whatever even wet up cops
Tryin' to build an empire so they shut up shop
They got themselves a connect ready to tie it down
A buster went from Philly straight to China town
Now there is dough poorin' heads thinkin' it's the same
All of a sudden there is weak link in the chain
He's a 6"2, brawler cat -- nickname Bolo
Caught beef with his man so he had to go dolo
But that was a no no
You know the code of the streets; everybody gotta eat
And that's how shit in the hood be
Ain't sayin' it's a true story, but it could be
For the next three months Bolo is nowhere to be found
They say 'cause of the beef that's why he left town
And everybody knows why they don't get along
He's a greedy bastard - stole half a meal from Fom
Fom is the quiet type, silent and deadly
You play with his money now he's violent and ready
They was partners - betrayed by his own man
So he really gotta take actions into his own hands
Father forgive me for the sins I commit
But when I see that thief again, that's it
The good, the bad, things can get ugly
Every hustler over this money thinkin' what it should be
Never know who, when, where, what could be
If you still alive then you'll probably understood me
Meanwhile across town in a two bedroom apartment
Bolo's going through it, baby mama through it
All that dumb shit he be puttin' her though
Disappear for three months plus he hittin' her too
Now she got her bags pack then she ready to bounce
Didn't leave a thing - not even the keys to the house
Let her leave, he ain't talk with her at all
Went straight for the safe behind the portrait on the wall
He's back for his jewels, that in the cash
Plus the sale of last few bricks he had in his stash
Get his money right then he leavin' again
Off to find a new life and start breathin' again
So the deal was made and the buyers agreed
And exchanged - they bring what the suppliers would need
Pick a spot in China Town uncle Lenny used to own
Dollar bills on the wall respectfully known
Bolo went by himself even though it seem risky
Wanted the whole cake - somethin' smell fishy
Back in the kitchen the money was waitin'
Deep in his heart he knew he was dancin' with Satan
Dress in all back with gats - this ain't part of the deal
Had a me set a mouth for the kill
Startin' lettin' off shots now just a few here
Sounded like firecrackers durin' Chinese new years
Bolo's big as a truck I don't know how they miss him
But they got so close the bullet stay there and kissed 'em
Grab the suitcase threw a table at the goons
Jump out a shattered window not a moment too soon
The thugs follow and he sprayed up his ride
Cut up from the glass but he made it alive
Now he's back at the crib frankly they say at least
He was just being chased by thugs and the police
Countin' his dough sittin' on the couch' in
Two shots to the back of the head now he slouch' in
Fom tried to get him at the spot, couldn't then
So he paid his baby ma' 50 Gs' to let him in
Yo Jin we good with this one
Good lookin Kanye (whoo!)
You see we're the next generation
Of this rap game
So it's only right we got down like this uh oh
I got a 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
Yo I was doing a show with Kanye in the west
Mid that is, so basically the chi mi's 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 twos and yes yes y'alls
Look at shorty with my name tatted on her breast y'all
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 y'all
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 nope
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 playdoh stash the payroll
Ain't no credit card spendin cash on Rodeo
And me i'm at the slauson swap meet
Lookin for a pair of air 1s and white tee
She want champagne
I got Sisqo and koolaid
Why go to the movies let's watch the bootleg
Girl i don't wear prada
Never met gucci
Or wore versace
All is too bouche
We all know Kanye is mr. louie 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 louie 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
It's over girl i thought me and you was it
But obviously things ain't work out
And i know when you see this video
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
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
uh, see, i really don't know what you're doin
he got a kobe bryant jersey on, but look more like a light-skin patrick ewing
i'm nice wit it when im spittin, come on, in a week or so
i'll be spittin on swizz beatz
while you'll be at the bodega askin for swiss cheese
im nice with it, freestyle, come on
you wanna talk about guns, that's why you get your studder on
only toast he packs is the kind you put butter on
i'm nice with it when i free, come on, yo check it out
ask your girl, i was doin somethin at her house
matter fact, she had my eggroll and my dumplings in her mouth
next time you see her
bring extra protection, next time you see her
Yo, if the rap game is whack, everybody's blamin you
You from brooklyn? then biggie must be ashamed of you
Cause I'ma freestyle, show you how it is
Matter fact, you from bk, i heard they murder things
Only time he seen beef is when he go to burger king
I'm the player in the game, you cheerin in the stands
Matter fact, durin the superbowl, he was cheerin for the rams
You don't even like football, that's a myth like unicorns
He just like seein' grown men in tight uniforms
I'm freestylin when I'm kickin it
So ridiculous, put yourself in a bad predicament
By the way, my little sister has somethin to say
You ain't a Reggae arist and I aint hatin' on you
Stop lyin, Mrs. Cleo is more Jamaican than you
I'm nice with it when I'm freein'
Who you think you bein'?
My pants are new, my sweater is new
Don't be mad at chinese kid dressed better than you
Man im freestylin' now it's a rap, matter fact
You should ask clef how to make your flow tighter
Better yet, pay him 20 g's to be your ghost-rider
I'm nice when I'm freein'
You ain't beatin me
Matter fact i'll be a buffet and you ain't eatin me
And don't make me start rappin in chinese on the microphone
Get high get low
Thick girls go and shake ya big butt
You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs
And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love (now I)
Get high get low
Thick girls go and shake ya big butt
You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs
And wherever you see us we gon' kick it, its all love
Now ma whole set get love
I'm in the Chi two steppin wit them thugs
And big man you can search all you want
But you ain't gon' find no drugs or no guns
Yea y'all can get weeded up, beated up
But don't eat it up this ain't a slow jam so I can speed it up (lets go)
I ain't sparkin a meadow
I jus want to talk to the ghetto
Bag the baddest chick with the sharpest stilettos
Im so influential, you so impotential
Man you gon' know what I'm workin wit
When I hold it against you
Destination vip you can follow us
But if it was the last sip well jus follow us
Shorty feelin my style because I'm humerous
Put me on cloud nine and its accumulous
Assume its us Jin, mista quick to diss ya
And Twista spit so fast ya lips'll blista
Now I get high get low (get low)
Thick girls go and shake ya big butt (like this)
You in the club wit some some worldwide thugs
And whereva you see us we gon' kick it, its all love
When I come in the party betta get high
Cuz I pulled up in the platinum seven six five
Who say lyrical niggaz don't know how to party
See me jackin up shawtys wit a grippin on her thick thighs
I like the way she workin that badunkadunk
Bouncin the fatty when the base go bump
She witness how Twista spit it
So now she want me to hit it
Cuz I'm blazin up the booth and raisin up the roof
I'm in the vip sippin on Cris' and Henn'
All the ladies is trippin cuz they can't get in
They see me ballin wit the Ruff Ryder homie
And say they only drink liqour nigga but now they want some Jin
Everywhere we kick it we got the club sold
International hustlas that travel the globe
Rockin the thugs makin hoes keep it live
It's the Double R connect and that nigga Twista from Chi
I'm fly
We can definately kick it
I don't want to just stick it
If bein fine was a crime well I'd havta write you up a ticket
If you dance for me its sign jus like a picket
And I got two middle fingaz for all you critics
Never you in this someone so clever who spit this
I'm only here for one night so I mix some pleasure with buisness
Every few minutes
I drink a couple of shots
Take a dutch break it in half and fill it up with some pot
Now mama shake some
If they don't like it fuck it
They some haters (c'mon shake it girl)
Yo mama work some
If they don't like it fuck it
They some haters (jus work it girl)
C'mon and shake it girl (like this)
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
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
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
(Sterling)
Uh, yea, yo, yo, yo, yo, ay yo i'm mad free you actin like I ain't
the one, why you got me battlin' Bruce Lee grandson yo, i'm a
star he just a rookie leave rap alone and keep making fortune
cookies look i'm that guy yo his mom was a menace to society
sayin' "hurry up and buy" in the hood is where they'll find yo body dog,
i'm the kid you just Mr. Miagi look, i kick raps can spit fire yo,
he just kick and be like "hiya" dog I know why yo eyes is chinky,
cuz you keep starin at my pinky yo let's go holla back.
(Jin)
you wanna say im' chinese sonny? here's a reminda
check your tims they probably say "made in china"
don't make me get on this tip and straight kill ya
his name is sterling cause all he rocks is silver
dude, you, stop followin trends
your girl must love alcohol cause she be swallowin' jin
yo imma bout to flip the script when it's comin' to it
ay yo you see me spittin on the block you runnin to it
this is 106 and park, i'm a hard act to follow
you a amateur, you go to the apollo
cause i'm freestyling know when i'm done
son, you ain't a baller tell the audience the truth
Yo, you a sucka and i mean it kid
My girl would never go with you
Cause she don't like guys with small penises
Don't make me have to come at you
Ay yo, cause as a rapper, you really don't have a chance
Better off asking Nelson to teach you how to dance
My freestyle is about to tear you up
I'm really somethin that you not use to
He the first one to open a fortune cookie sayin you're a loser
Four more weeks i'm in the hall of fame with posterboy
Then you can join my street team and put up posters, boy
You ain't close to me my manager's about to get me a deal
His manager's baggin groceries
Claim you clap guns supersoakers make noise
yo, i get girls, who you tryin to dis man?
he masturbate so much he had to roc a wristband
you got guns pointed my way
he's so played out, i thought he was the old school joint of the day
i got fans across the country, jin is who they feelin'
last time he had a fan, it was spinnin on the ceilin'
i go online, and check my hotmail
he go on the internet lookin for hot males
you aint a hustler, your man's coppin the work
he be at the club, like tweet, droppin his skirt
oops, i didn't know, my freestyle tearin up
you up on stage but it's a pity though
don't make me spit in your mouth like missy's old video
Sometimes I be thinking to myself, its like it could all be over in the blink
of an eye. So I cherish everyday of my life, every minute...matter fact every
second.
It aint hard to imagine the shows over only curtains is left
cause in this world the only thing certain is death
til' my last breath breathed it makes no sense to be torn
cause every seed sent to be born we eventually mourn
vent through these songs fuel in my tank
couldnt see me going out unless I fill in the blanks
you could call me pessimistic for facin the facts
never will I have regrets of ever wastin a track
the only time I can escape and relax forget my sins
then reality sets in
searchin for light haunted by ominous tendencies
while Im in the dark fightin anonymous enemies
if I do so become a memory I
wanna give some last words to remember me by
so I roll it light it smoke it think it write it
step in the booth recite it and pray that you like it
[Chorus]
I might not see tomorrow so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
tomorrow aint promised so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
Apparently this is where the insanity ends
bid farewell to my parents family and friends
tell 'em I loved 'em and just to be proud when its done
one day we'll reunite beyond the clouds and the sun
when ya time arrives theres no where you can run
hide duck dodge just be prepared when it comes
life is like a vacation maximize ya stay
gota enjoy it even when the skies are gray
sometimes I wonder are we disguised this way
like if I left would it be grief and sighs today
a few "i miss you" cards begging for new means
then its right back to your regular routine
see all I ever asked was to be heard and accepted
never thought about the many lives I effected
but now the plot thickens cause the clocks tickin'
prolly wont be 'til I perish 'til my musics cherished
I might not see tomorrow so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
tomorrow aint promised so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
This the last lap last chance to be respected
honestly I lasted longer than they expected
see Im the last of my breed
copped a twenty so this blunts the last of the weed
they say "he who laughs last shall laugh hardest"
but if you laugh first you still laughin regardless
at the bar last call for alcohol
I wish I wasnt sober that's all for slackin' off
top five dead and alive that could exist
be content even if I made it last on the list
witness how Im hurtin these hot beats
so even if Im last Im certainly not least
get up no time to sit in your seat
here the ink hittin the sheet then the vocals grippin the beat
I mean every word from the last to the first line
so make it last like you hearin it for the first time
[Chorus]x2
I might not see tomorrow so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
cause this just might be the last song I write
tomorrow aint promised so its on tonight
gota make sure its something that they gone' recite
Imma say what I say whether Im wrong or right
Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the world famous
Karaoke night at the Ruffryder lounge
Tonight we're gonna try something a little different
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 ain't slangin' a thang, play guerilla
But you ain't 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
You're 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 I'm Chinese I do a show for the Koreans 'cause
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
Why don't you try to karaoke this verse
Is the nigga with a whole bunch of birds
And don't none of them chirp?
Ten ways to calm down and don't none of them work
I go bezerk with a gun in my shirt
Blow a hundred of earth, pastor said, "Don't come to the church"
I'm a problem when it come to the work
Listen if it's a race to split ya face, I'll be comin' in first
I show up niggas wonder who I'm 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 it's 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 motherfucker high off la' wha
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
Simply put I limp with a pimpery foot
And that's just how it's meant to be took
Or taken, I hate the pigs
But I got fam out in Frisco that's 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
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
I could turn karaoke to open mic night
I'm so dope and my flow so tight
[Jin]
Whether you post on the block, or sittin on a stoop
Listen to the truth that we spittin in the booth
Might see me sober, on a mission with my troops
Or in a alley, tipsy, pissin on my boots
Why'd the chicken cross the road?
She saw me sittin in a Coupe (coop)
Fully equipped, only thing missin is the roof
I'm tryin to own shit
Yeah I buy CDs but most of the time, bump my own shit
And since a teenager, spent my own chips
Fuck an allowance, now we push our own whips
And y'all cats sound real pathetic
Tryin to scramble up a down payment, just to build your credit
If you ain't got skills then debt it
Test a kid, when he spit, guaranteed that you will regret it
I'm tellin you, approach the game with caution
It ain't hard to get addicted to fame and fortune
Anticipatin to get signed, could be a long wait
You fishin for compliments but you usin the wrong bait
Just to build mine, had to destroy some careers
Accomplished in six months, what you tried to do for years
Cause I'm playin in the game, you hatin in the stands
Got dropped in the second round of Makin of the Band
I bagged 'em all, from East Coast broads to California hos
Only go raw, when I'm eatin California rolls
My style's like smokin a sack, how potent is that?
I'm the main event, you just the openin act
You could check across the Atlantic Ocean and back
Got every Chinese kid in the ghetto quotin my rap
When I step on stage, you know the baddest is here,
Turned a hole in a wall club into Madison Square.
They applaud for me, and that's the way it oughtta be.
Mad love in Philly, when I rock The Armory.
Whack ass rappers wanna puncture a artery?
Soft ass flows, man you ain't harmin' me,
I turn your 16 into a four-part harmony, Bitch...
[Gobe]
Stay on my gristle, we grizzly
Sleep like winters, eat beats like dinners
Reaps like sinners, even if we off the block got the street life in us
We out of town, got the at least five renters
With the hos all I need is five minutes
They call me the plumber, open they walls put the deep pipe in 'em
Henny and Hypnotic, nigga I spit logic
Niggas was missin my bullets so now I just lobbed it
Went pro out of high school, skipped college
Stayin at ???? class to get knowledge
Hot as fire, blazin like Stoudamire
Ride with a lop-sided tire
And I won't stop rockin 'til I retire
Look, I'm the lamp post's livest wire
And these rats probably wired
If I'm a liar, that's like being unemployed with jobs for hire
I ain't gettin booked for shit you could top the prize
And look, I know it's crowded I'm just tryin to get by ya
Slide aside before I decide to slide ya
You in the trunk, we ready to drive and hide ya
Shit you know what I'll do to you (what?)
Nigga go ahead push me
I had your funeral doin the pussy
It's the bottom of the ninth nigga go up on third
What type of pitcher don't throw no curve
You a motherfuckin dodo bird
I never bite my tongue or hold no words
??I herb?? go, flow, so remarkable, still sell yayo
Niggas used to short me until I copped a scale, they blazed me once
I been doin this for years, you still countin baby months
A nigga only daze me once
But I never fold up, I still catch you with a crazy punch
Put you on ice like baby fronts
And my family tight like the Brady Bunch
[Jin]
Yo, hey yo I still got it
Sick flow with a ill logic
Battle verses are spittin by the real topic
Don't get ripped on the spot
How you sittin on 20s but can't afford to park your whip in the lot
I'ma spit for my block, no one reppin for us
Go 'head sleep, think we don't got weapons to bust?
Hate a dick tease, let a brotha get a quick squeeze
I'm tryin' drop science for ya man
Tell your herd shut the fuck up, now that's silence of the lambs
I'm an animal, I eat rappers, call me Hannibal
The track is crazy but I'm spittin ??low on a piano note??
You must be crazy, if you rhymin' wit me
Think I'm datin' Alicia the way I'm ruff rydin' these keys
Never trust a bitch enough to let her buy me some trees
Might let her get a puff if she down to get on her knees
I cause abuse to tracks, you ain't use to that
I got a AK flow you the deuce deuce of rap
It's double R my whole camps a bunch of ruthless cats
Throw you off the roof and be like where the proof is at?
We ball hard like 155th out at the Rucker
Keep talkin' shit, you won't see Next Friday like Chris Tucker (Is this what you want?)
It's the fake throwbacks, you ain't foolin' no one
You the type to drive out to New Jersey to cop a old one
Y'all rappers is sick, I got the antidote, and it's dope, tie your hands with rope,
Throw you overboard, make you abandon boat
With a backhanded blow I bandage folks, fuck a can of smoke,
Crack yo cantalope with a can of coke
You cipher thugs swear you got the biggest scrotums
Y'all nothin' but little bitches hidin' behind yo modems
You think you a big fish in the pond on the internet
Guess what big fish you can get caught in a net
Oh shit, what the fuck am I doin'?
They say I changed, I'm still the same
It's about time, I got my chance to shine
Droppin' advanced lines, designed, to enhance your mind
Most of these rappers say nothin' like pantomimes
Shorty stay tryin' to get up in these pants of mine
I move cautious
Like parallel parkin' Porsches
Smoke blunts the size of Olympic torches
Heads ain't seen me in a minute
And they think I lost it
They be like, "man Jin you shoulda signed to Rawkus"
Shoulda, coulda, woulda, that's all in the past
You saw me in the Eve video, havin' a blast
Not sure which way I'm headed now
Switched my styles more times than J-Lo's wedding vows
First it was Diddy, then the Spanish dude, you know the dancer
If things don't work out with Ben, then Jin's the answer
I just can't help it, I'm a slut
I know Jenny Gonzalas from the block
But she don't got the same butt
Yo chill Jin, yeah that's my name, what
Like my dick after a lap dance, I done came up
Don't let the whip and the fresh wardrobe decieve you
I'm still the same dude reppin' hard for my people
Rims clean, tints be illegal
Since Fast and the Furious 2, they callin' me Jin Diesel
Even though the flick doesn't come out for a while
2 weeks before that you find it on Canal
I'm doin' my thang, focused on money
But it just don't seem right like I'm focused on 20s
Haters steady tryin' to blow the smoke out my fuse
Don't wanna see me win, man they hopin' I'll lose
I'ma end up chokin' these dudes (why?)
Play though guys but they be pussies like fallopian tubes
Don't be mad cause I'm hot
I'm still, I'm still Jin from the block
You can find me in Chinatown a lot
I'm still, I'm still Jin from the block
Don't be mad cause I'm hot
I'm still, I'm still Jin from the block
You can find me in Chinatown a lot
Hey Jin, buddy, how you doin'?
Yo, what's goin' on, man?
Hey boy, what's poppin', I'm down (ahh..) uh..hey ahha you know? ok..umm..
Did you take a chance to look at the contract?
Yea..we got--we got the contract ready--ready for you to sign today
How we look...today!?
It's lookin' good everything is ready umm..but uhh..you sure you're ready to--you gonna be a
Ruff Ryder now huh? big time stuffer..'Ryde or Die'..here we go.
I've--I've been waitin' my whole life for this man..so..let's do this
Well..here you go..sign right here..initial here (mm-hmm) there you go (right here?)
yea..tha--that's it.
Okay..(there you go) you are signed now..it's--it's--it's--it's a wrap (rap) huh?
yea..Ryde or
Die..okay..
Yo..wow..what up yo?
Yo..get his contract man..let me see this
I just signed today yo..ain't we gonna work on an album right now?
Forget your album man..do you know how to fight dawgs?
Dawgs--we gonna meet DMX yo?
(Mmhmm) Man..stop playin' man..we not gonna meet DMX man..do you kno' how to do donuts?
I wanna be a Ruff--donuts? naw...
On a bike man..do you know how to ride a bike.. (I'm kinda hungry)
Do you know how to ride a bike?? Di--Di--Did you hear him?
Yo..you got a Hawk?
A hawk?..you mean like..birds?
You got a gun?
(naw..a gun?..why would i ne---i rhyme yo..)
Here--here take that
(yo..hold that?)
Now don't point it at me..
{put that shit down}
forget your freestyles..it's over
(it's gonna go on the album though right?)
{ye--yea-yea..album--al...}
(cool..cool..cool)
[CHORUS]
[Jin]
Ooow
[Girl]
Hey Jin
[Jin]
Wassup?
[Girl]
You Fly
[Jin]
Thas right
[Girl]
Guess what?
[Jin]
What?
[Girl]
Ima leave my man tonight.
[REPEAT 3x]
Picture me cruisin down ya block with the windows down,
System on full blast as the rims go round.
Chickens breakin they neck like Aint that Jin?
Boyfriends on the side be like That aint him.
I aint tryna ruin ya plans at all,
Just in case you and your man fall apart, oh, girl, give me a call.
I was strollin through Chinatown like any other day,
When I bumped into this shorty made me look the other way.
A fly Chinese chick, I was feelin her style,
She had the classic Air Jordans I aint seen in while.
I pull up to the curb, hop out the car (skirrt)
Before I introduce myself, she said I know who you are
Your name is Jin, right? From freestyle friday
Im like what up, ma? You just made my day.
She lovin my skeets said I dress well for an asian.
And the article in XXL was amazin!
Just to prove she watched all seven shows,
She kicked one of my lines from each episode.
20 minutes past, we been chattin for a while,
Standin on the corner of Broadway and Canal.
Im askin shorty, what's up with later tonight?
She said she got a man, and she aint a playa iight?
I figured I caught an L, but as Im walkin away,
She called my name, I looked back and heres what she had to say
This goes out to all my dsl users
Cableowners no 56k's you heard
Chourus (x2)
I download music I don't by music
No way jose Unless it's my music
I Aint bitching around in stores in a minute
My Ipod got like a million songs in it
Verse 1
Last time I bought a cd was in 89 aight I'm lying but yo it's been a long time
Now a days I just go online See what I like right click and that songs mine
It aint the fact I wanna see the artist crying there is just not even coming out
Worth buying If I hear a song on the radio that I like I make sure that I logg on later in the
Night
Limewire, bearshare maybe KaZaa I type it in click search haha there you are
Aint no escaping even If you try cose My modem's qwicker than an blink of an eye
Illegal downloading is a criminal offence I aint saying I'm do it I just heard that's how it
Went. Rap they swear their shit is hot But I wount spend a cent you aint getting my 12 dollars
Untill I fully convinced
Chourus (x2)
I download music I don't by music
No way jose Unless it's my music
I Aint bitching around in stores in a minute
My Ipod got like a million songs in it
Vers 2
My Itunes account shit I never use it I just use the iTunes to store all my music
Remember before the internet was here? before cds when kassetes was all you hear
Had to switch from A side to B side Now all you gotta do is let your mp3 ride
But it's not the computernerds doing it leave it up to the bootlegers to ruin it
I uesed to love the feeling to rushing to the store picking up a cd that nobody heard before
To all you rappers your hard works is throu the china-man and africans got your all work too
Killing any anticipation you my had built listen clown it's a rap you might get killed
I bet you believe I'm hot when I get album by the month to month before my album even out ok
Chourus (x2)
I download music I don't by music
No way jose Unless it's my music
I Aint bitching around in stores in a minute
My Ipod got like a million songs in it
Vers 3
See I'm aint trying to be labeled as a thief I'm just picky with my music and plus I'm kinda cheap
Don't worry about what I do on my first week just listen to the ryhmes and appreciate the beats
I'm trying have a smash from the net to the streets without snaping my fingers or
Stomping my feet That stuff is great but I'm just not able to do this anything I trying to bring something different to the table
Last week my pc damn near exploded cause of some bullshit I accidently downloaded I'm not hating I just don't like trash dammit
And If you ***** [?] that's exactly where I drag it
Right in the trashbin cause you're a has been delete you off my harddrive Hey that's jin
Next time you see me on Mtv shout out to my homeboy what up Mp3
Chourus (x2)
I download music I don't by music
No way jose Unless it's my music
I Aint bitching around in stores in a minute
Oh No (Diary Of Jin)
What you thought that was it for Jin?
You thought I was done....OH NO!
You can't be serious
Verse 1:
Aiyo I'm mad Free, you actin' like I ain't the one
Why they keep callin' me Bruce Lee's grandson?
Recognize me, the kid from 106 is back
"Yo what the fuck took you so long to get this track?"
I've been in the studio all along (uh huh)
Finished my album twice then threw away all the songs
Wasn't tryin' to come out with no half-ass shit (nah)
So I had to get it straight like half past six
No matter what I drop, I still hear complaints
Some say I'm crossin' over, some beefin' cause I ain't
Man over rap, I used to catch beef with my pops (???Lei mo goh cha???)
Now all he does is ask me when my album's gonna drop (haha)
I'm trapped in a catch 22 (22s?)
Cause I want respect, but wanna bling like Cash Money too (Bling)
I'm startin' fires with the pen
You think you know, but you have no idea
It's the diary of Jin (Come again)
OH NO!
Make sure you know that Jin's the name
Only Chinese kid in the game
OH NO!
Cause when I spit I'll flip the script
And it'll never be the same
OH NO!
You must be twisted in the brain
If you thinkin' that I'm lame
OH NO!
I'm puttin' these rappers to shame
And now the industry is sayin'
Verse 2:
Even my standards got higher, I used to settle for head
Now I walk through Chinatown like a ghetto celeb (???Joh Mat-ye???)
Just like a pro-fessor, teachin' the same lesson
Different broads, but always the same question
"What's up with double R? The Lox be bringin' drama (Ummm..)
Oh and tell DMX I want to be his baby mama (geez girl)
Ain't you supposed to be in Fast and Furious 2?"
Yeah I am, hold up that ass is serious boo
See that's what's up, now I'm tryin' to dig her out (Owww)
Gas her up and let her think she got me figured out (Owww)
Soon as I skip in the room, chicks quick to assume
That all I'm tryin' to do is stick my dick in they womb
I'm on the search, for the baddest in the city
When I find her, I'ma trade it all like Fabolous and Diddy (Girl I'll trade it all)
But until then, I'll never trick and that's it (HAHAHA)
Alright I'm lyin', maybe just a little bit (Sike, hahaha)
OH NO!
First you wanna talk about him
Then you wanna ask for me
OH NO!
Just because you got some nice titties
You think you gettin' in for free
OH NO!
Findin' out your girl's a ho
Am I really the one to blame?
OH NO!
Sittin' in the back of flicks
While she's givin' me brain
Verse 3:
I spit for b-boys pop lockin', haters cock blockin'
Mad cause they albums not droppin'
It's the fourth quarter, wide-out with a option
You throwin out of bounds hopin' that the clock's stoppin'
The word is out you heard about the kid through word of mouth
A lot of heads in the industry is scurred I'm out
I'm every A&Rs; nightmare, yeah he can freestyle
But can he write, yeah this verse right here (yeah)
Can't wait to see, my cd in the charts
Now that I think about it, gettin' signed's the easiest part
The industry is shady, lot of bullshiters in here
Hell naw I won't pay to get my shit on the air
Lose your hunger, be the one that they leave in the ditch
That's why I spit like my contract don't even exist
Believe in the hype, see I'm squeezin' the mic
That's why they like "Jesus Christ, he is nice"
OH NO!
I'm the new kid on the block
And you thinkin' that I ain't hot
OH NO!
Now you hopin' when I drop
That my albums gonna flop
OH NO!
This kid can only freestyle
He ain't really gonna last
OH NO!
Don't think cause I'm gettin' cash
That I still won't rip your ass, no
I had three favorite MCs, now I need replacements
Ones gone, one's retired, the other might be a racist
jJust look at the game and see how the pace is
It's time for some new voices and change of faces
They usually come in three's, i'm a third of the fraction
So let me be the first to take affirmative action
I ain't a playa no more, naw i'm coaching instead
You can't say shit to me, my emotions are dead
Have you floating with the fish, make the ocean your bed
You wasn't beefing, you made a commotion and fled
Rhymes aimed at a spot close to your head
So when it's time to shine you get skipped like the top loaf of the bread
I'm so advanced that if I ever decided to
Fall off, i'd still be a level higher than you
This is the outcome of hardwork combined with talent
Ya'll jerks know not of neither so ya'll turn violent
Platinum sales is what i'm targeting fam
I got the skills and look, all I need now's a good marketing plan
I'm signing deals, put my John Hancock on contracts
You on your man's cock, getting high off contacts
Don't compare me to these rappers cause we took the same route
Battled a million cats just to get our name out
Matter fact take em all, put em in the same house
and have a reality show called, " They Never Came Out "
Your label says fourth quarter, but they'll end your career
The balls the only thing dropping at the end of the year
See me, i'm on some raising the meter shit
Bout to get on my Rakim, follow the leader shit
You still stuck on that ol " I'm popping my heater shit"
But we can smell from over here that that's a heap of shit
Dont contradict yaself
Cause when they find out you ain't a killer, you kinda dicked yourself
And run into gorillas that put kindness on the shelf
yea, ruff ryder (uh) (say no more)
cpu, what up kay
crafty plugz is in the building
amuary, happy birthday man, its a beautiful thing (uh)
I know what cha'yall askin yaselves, is he ever gonna come out?
a lot of questions on the flows that i spit, shows that i rip/
is he really freestylin or is a written shit//
them lines were off the top, you can hear it when i flow/
plus, how the hell am i gonna know what he gonna wear to tha show?//
how does it feel tha be the 1st Asian of blow(umm)/
promise I'll let cha know when records sell out the store//
why the ruff ryders? man, if you only knew/
how much did they sign you for, are you sittin on 22z?//
did you get mad when AJ said you couldn't be cursing?(nah)/
oh, is Free just as fine in person?(yup)//
you know prolly a thousand emcees/
but how many did Rolling Stones say to look out for in 2003 (1...2..)//
don't deny it, I'm almost famous/
when I'm not reading movie scripts, I'm meeting wit Dub Davis.//
distributed by virgin if ya really wanna ask me/
do a track wit Janet, Miss Jackson if ur nasty//
see the video, where i dance wit her too/
got a million question, heres a million answers for you//
blawow
Yea,cpu is in tha building, almost famous.
jin, family and friends.
what up Wah, I see you Dee
the general is back, Ruff Ryder the next generation (uh)
drag, jada, tha lox, d block, what up!? (yea)
176, washington heights
top of the hill crew, whats poppin? I see yall (uh)
Oh Oh, Yeah, Dj Boone,
The Number 1 draft pick right here, Your Boy Jin,
Double R, Streets Illistrated,
Let's Go.
Gotta have it for burnin the mic,
Yo, you heard that I'm nice,
I spit the most absurd shit you ever heard in your life,
So here's some, words of advice, that you should listen to,
If u get offended, then guess what,
I'm prolly dissin you.
Are these cats for real,
I'm the least bit impressed kid,
They need to pass a deal to get these whack MCs arrested,
I've been blessed with the flow, spittin ever since,
Some say I'm conceided, but now I'm just convinced.
I aint tryin to be a hater, I just say what I think,
But I've seen better punchlines at the prom waitin for drinks,
Yo I spit flames, leave you chokin in hell,
And I blaze whack rappers like I'm smokin the L,
Look at your wrists all limp son, I know that you frail,
Prolly drop the soap on purpose when you goin to jail.
I'm on fire, so u know we smokin more than blunts,
And this aint chicken pox, you can catch it more than once
Fake thugs talk about guns, get they studder on,
The only toast they pack is the kind you put butter on,
I see through they image, like lingerie,
They try to see tomorrow, but they'll be gone today,
We're two different characters, dont make me bust in your mouth,
I'm gone from In Too Deep, you Marian from In Da House,
Plus you aint got game and you know it son,
That's why you livin single like Kyle in Overton.
Well, I'd battled enough rounds, smoked enough clowns,
Just to make a point like the kick after touchdowns,
You never hear noone, spit as sick as me,
I go on 106 and Park, beat up the host and kick a Free.
Oh, Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oh shit yo...
Whaddup Boone!
(dialogue)
One take, let's do this, uh... uh, yeah
I was bamboozled, fooled into thinkin' it was gonna be
All poodles, now I see a bunch of pits in front of me
No collars, chains off
Ready at any given moment to tear shit up like a chainsaw
Better bite before you bark
Yeah I was on 106, but that was just a walk in the park
So we on the same show
But I was on for 7 weeks before you even saw my face in a video
Only difference between you and me
Is that heads is actually anticipatin' for my cd
Like 50 Cent, I got bigger fish to fry
And I'll give it to any rapper that wish to die
Used to never smoke
But now all I do is stay high
Chickens on my nuts sayin', "Jin you stay fly"
But I would trade it all, in a blink of an eye
So that when they speak of the dopest, you'll be thinkin' of thy
He say, she say, he sound like him
Get it correct, only rapper that I sound like's Jin
Come on, it ain't hard to distinguish
Even my Pops can tell the difference and he barely speaks English
Swear to God, he knows every one of my flows
If you don't think I got supporters, come to one of my shows
Comin' out by the masses, seen the line around the block
And I ain't even got vinyl out, you can't deny it, I'm hot
Chasin' me down the street, takin' pictures in a van
It's a thin line between a dick rider and a fan
Got love for all of y'all, especially those that love to hate
So when I got triple plat, I can rub it in your face
They 'bout to make June 4th a holiday in Asia
'Cause a star was born and he got signed to a major
I'm down to sign autographs, it ain't a hassle
But just 'cause I don't got a pen, don't make me an asshole
Even Ava got fans, they stay speakin' her name
Caught her writin' on the 'lo, you think she sick as the fame
Hip-hop ain't just music, it's the way that we live
I pray I get to see the day that I could say to my kid
"Your father was one of the greatest to ever be heard
Pay attention, son, listen close to every word
Do what you should do, and I'm what you would do
See I did my best and that was all that I could do"
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
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, real with you, fake it with 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-Los, but they ain't fly as you
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
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 the poonani 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
[ jeremy lin]
The biggest thing is to understand that your talent, your ability to play basketball is a gift from god.
I think the biggest thing is to understand that you have to use that for god's glory.
[Jin]
Yeah I been on my grind
Reachin' for the top and you've been on mind
They stready tryin' to stop my shine
But it's always been yours it's never been mine
You always come thru just in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
So I give it up to you everytime I shine
See this if life to me to you it's entertainment
It's quite intricate and only I can explain it
To say I've come a long way would be an understatement
The moment of truth every single one is savored
Chasing greatness not the pressure that it came with
Far from picture perfect observe as I paint it
Dealing with the games highs and lows
You win some you lose some yeah I suppose
But when the sweet smell of victory is by my nose
I see what's goin' on even when my eyes are closed
Guarantee you're not stoppin' me or blockin' me
All I need is one shot promised you'll be shocked to see
The outcome I don't just play to win
Everytime I lace up yeah I play for him
Doin' my all to make sure that your glory is known
While they fighting for the title see the king on his throne
Yeah I been on my grind
Reachin' for the top and you've been on mind
They stready tryin' to stop my shine
But it's always been yours it's never been mine
You always come thru just in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
So I give it up to you everytime I shine
Yes I'm really here to serve you not just pretend to
With each setback I intend to
Learn from experience and get better with time
No matter what I achieve none of the credit is mine
In the grand scheme of things you're the head of design
And in any circumstance you said I'll be fine
The ultimate play maker I follow your lead
Never find need to feed into these naysayers
Who repeatedly told me that I would never make
You're probably testing me to see if I could take it
The bond between us they could never break it
All that you have given me I shall not forsake it
Your grace patience and all of your love
Which one don't I deserve it's all the above
Where amazing happens I love this game
Only one reason I'm playing and god is his name
Yeah I been on my grind
Reachin' for the top and you've been on mind
They stready tryin' to stop my shine
But it's always been yours it's never been mine
You always come thru just in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
You come thru in the nick of time
So I give it up to you everytime I shine
[Jeremy lin]
With a name like "hassan"
You should join the taliban
Cause that's the only way you'll get flex to drop a bomb
When they retire me and i land in the booth
You'll be outside tryin to shake hands with scoop
You got six victories? i wonder if this will hurt
The closest you'll get to 7 is the numba on ya shirt
Yeah im chinese, now you understand it
Im the reason that his little sister's eyes is slanted
If you make one joke about rice or karate
NYPD be in chinatown searchin for your body
Ask free she'll tell you to duck down
He thought the harlem shake was a drink from uptown
Whacha want to do son? i'm I'll when i spit
I'm tellin you right now, yo, you aint legit
Cause when i finish spittin
Hassan
Yo, yo, yo I really don't think u want it wif this cat Hassan
Ill have u in B.E.T hooking up fried wontons
Yo spitting at da Garden juss aint working
Dats like sex and prostitutes and catching aids on propose
Cuz u's an ugly dude can't get a gurl so juss stop
Probablly eat so much coochie u think doosh is a mouthwash
[Crowd amp]
How u want it get 2 da head of da gut
Career be shorter than the space between my but and my nuts
I can't believe you broke my heart
I loved you girl
Damn
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
Remember how it all came to be?
I ain't look for you
Your love came to me
You're the weed, the philly that takes my stress away
I see it clearly, like it was yesterday
It was December
One week before Christmas
Told Santa you had a man on your wish list
Then, poof, I magically appeared
The one you been waitin for it had to be for years
Wutchu want ma? That smirk's a disguise
Don't front ma, I see the hurt in your eyes
Sophisticated, plus she be workin them thighs
I'm right here, you ain't gotta be flirtin with guys
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
Other chicks talk shit cuz they jealous of you
All I do is talk to the felluhs bout you
She's the one that I'm quick to discuss
Look up love in the dictionary, see a picture of us
When she's not around I feel sick and disgust
I don't like the attitude? She's quick to adjust
You can ask her who she's with
Opinionated, but far from a choosey chick
A boughy chick, that's my main preference
Ghetto and classy all in the same sentence
Who woulda thought the one I fell head over heels for
Lied to my mama, prolly killin me or steal for
Would be the same one to shatter my heart
Into a million pieces like it don't matter at all
I gave you my soul and everything that came with it
All I got in return was a card with your name in it?
Damn
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
See time goes by and surely I've grown some
I'll never forget when you left me by my lonesome
Tears dry and I start to laugh
I got a bright future and you're a dim part of my past
Ain't it a shame cuz of the actions you chose
Switched my whole demeanor and now I'm mackin the hoes?
Got me thinkin chicks are a damn hassle
No bringing sand to the beach, I'm buildin sand castles
Lost your mind when you saw me on the screen
Blowin up my cell, actin like a fiend
When you see me at a show, you can call my name
But I'm tellin you now, it'll be all in vein
I ain't lookin back, don't try to act dense
You heard the hook, I LOVED you, that's in the past tense
I'm tellin you now, things'll never be the same
Here's a penny for your thoughts bitch, keep the change
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
(Why'd you leave me girl?)
I loved you
(I loved you)
But you left me all alone
From the start to the finish
I'ma bark on contenders
Wanna tarnish my image
I can't promise forgiveness
See I was never like this
My mom's would never like this
And y'all was never like us
That's why y'all never liked us
See I might take your style
Flip it back, make it crack
Sell a couple mil get some stacks
Here you go now take it back
I'm spittin lines of fire
I'm in the line of fire
Designer attire, makin me a sign of desire
I just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier
I run through fan's signs and landmines the size of tires
How many minds inquire, I got mines and acquired
Enough props to make y'all resign and retire
Now hold on, and just stomp stomp
Get your hands off me
Now hold on, and just stomp stomp
Get your hands off me
This is hot as it gets, your shit's not as intense
My flow got 'em convinced, they ain't got at 'em since
My back's against the wall
So if I turn and flee and run from what's in front of me
That won't make no sense at all
This for my dons and divas, haters and non-believers
They just try'na deceive us like Judas dishonored Jesus
Why you try'na critique this, don't 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 ain't even try'na wait
While you hang out, I bang out
Make moves like shots rang out
Wanna know, what my slang 'bout
They be like, "Shut your damn mouth"
Your chances are slim, makin' advances on Jin
While you, shootin' the breeze, I'm dancin' with the wind
This is not your, ordinary
My style, sort of varies
Slaughter you, then your crew
Cause you know, the more the merry
You already know the outcome, so how come you doubt son
("I'm goin' out by any means necessary" -
Hip-hop without Jin is like, shootouts without guns
Churches without nuns, bankers without funds
Smokin' without lungs, cities without slums
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
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’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no
Tell her that I’m 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?
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’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no
Tell her that I’m 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
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’t let them cram my style no and I won’t let them hold me down no
I love all of y'all...Jin, yeah...come on
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls galore
So put your on this napkin
I would love to make it happen
Holla at me at the corner store (Let's go)
Now if you think all Asian women are the same, you got it twisted
So many different dishes, all so delicious
Got this chick from Saigon, hundred percent Viet
Nickname is do-do cause her body is the shit
Got this chick named Renee, she's brune
Moved from the Phillipines to the USA
A down ass shorty from around the way
Even got this Thai girl that says she rock my world
Got this cute Korean chick but she be gettin' me mad
Always beggin' me to buy her new Gucci bags
Yo, I get mad love from this Cambodian broad
But she just wants tickets to the Source Awards
Got this Japanese chick, won't let me get in her blouse
Cause I never take my Timbs off when I step in her house
I tell this Chinese chick to quit bootleggin' yo shit
But damn she be sellin' it quick (man!)
That's a Chinese girl, Korean girl, even got a Jap
That's fried rice and eggrolls, damn I'm gettin' fat
Sushi and Kim Chi, damn that's great
If I didn't eat with chopsticks
I'd scrape the plate
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls galore
So put your on this napkin
I would love to make it happen
Holla at me at the corner store
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls I need
Hot damn it
Love how mami's eyes be slanted
And she ain't even smoke no trees (come one)
I got one question, where my Asian ladies at?
Dipped in Echo red or that Baby Phat
You know the type, listens to Hov and Big Poppa
Works in a nail shop so her fingers stay proper
I can't knock ya, with your hair all done
Lookin' fly and corn rows are wrapped up in a bun
Listen close, and bang this from to coast to coast
East to West, all types of freaks I bless
Heard in Cali, out in the Bay Area
Nuttin' but racin' models, shaped like Coca-Cola bottles
Back on the East, my Asian shorties lookin' cute
Rockin' Timb boots with the North Face goose
I got love for all flavors, so get your mind right
But I gotta put my Asian mamis in the lime light (of course)
I got love for y'all and I'm your favorite too
Be proud of who you are, this song's dedicated to you
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls galore
So put your on this napkin
I would love to make it happen
Holla at me at the corner store
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls I need
Hot damn it
Love how mami's eyes be slanted
And she ain't even smoke no trees (one more time)
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls galore
So put your on this napkin
I would love to make it happen
Holla at me at the corner store (right)
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Asian girls I need
Hot damn it
Love how mami's eyes be slanted
And she ain't even smoke no trees
Uh, uh
I'm sayin', you know I got love for all of y'all ladies out there
I don't care if you're black, white, can't forget about my Latinas
But you know I had to show my Asian mamis some love
Let 'em know that they appreciated ya know what I mean
Jin's here, I love all of y'all
