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Yeah You know what it is, you know what it is it's that -- Ah ha Yessir, it's that JaiWalk music Ha ha, Ha ha! IamJaisaun.com Let me int --, let me introduce myself Log on I am Jaisaun, you goddamn right You know! You know! Feel me, uh it's the return of that gutter shit, that can't believe it's butter shit Y'all on that sucka shit, I tell you suckas suck a dick Suckas talking reckless, these suckas got a death wish God forbid I catch a sucka slippin 'cause he's breathless Sit your corny ass down, take your check and cash out Nobody takes you serious, you keep putting trash out Half the songs I be hearing, I don't consider Hip Hop We should all sign a petiton to get that shit dropped It was bout the streets at first, now the game flip flopped Wack rappers in the rap game causing a gridlock If you making bullshit, then I'm blaming you I guess dressing like a bitch is the thing to do (Ugh!) Y'all lil' niggas need to grow up And all that goon talk for real could get your throat cut I don't even spit no more, I just throw up Think you nicer? Put your Lambo and hoes up I Live and Die For Hip Hop, you got it cris crossed I'm known to Push It to the limit like Rick Ross Competiton is none, niggas get tossed Careers are up for grabs, don't get it picked off Got nothing to lose, but everything to gain So I pray an industry nigga would say my name can't go wrong influenced by Cube and Kane I'll have you M.I.A. riding a Paper Plane Take a look at the game, you see these bum fags A bunch of liars in the flesh, scumbags People ask, "Why you think you all that?" Cause every bar I flip is sick, plus they're all facts Niggas ain't fuckin' with Jaisaun, he selling like Avon The shit he spit is sort of like napalm All you bums need to panic, don't stay calm You step on his stage and you will get Akon'ed Niggas ain't fuckin' with Jaisaun, he selling like Avon The shit he spit is sort of like napalm All you bums need to panic, don't stay calm You step on his stage and you will get Akon'ed It goes uno, dos, tres, quatre, cinco All you biting MFs can kiss my stinkhole Niggas known to copy more shit than Kinko's I fiend for that green, and my thing is to think dough And I just Gotta Make It like Trey Songz Hot as a sauna, so the streets named me Jaisaun Destroy whatever I touch sort of like napalm And bitches show me more Love than Faizon I make up more shit than Revlon Untouchable like teflon, streets keep me gassed up like Chevron Hip Hop's packed with a pit of liars So watch me burn their ass up in my pit of fire Bunch of frontin rappers talking how their dough stack See these same rappers in the streets -- no stacks But I can hook you up like a lo jack The last song you heard was Dope, but this is mo' crack I'm indestructible, invincible The general that rhyme cynical, nonidentical To anyone else, pass the mic watch me go for self I got the hottest DVD on the shelf Pick it up like Redman while I twist the L Inhale the ganja, exotic marijuana While these nontalented rappers bite like pirahnas I lay low, then bomb em like Osama Watch em turn into Mary J. quick, they want No More Drama I'm tryna make Change like Obama, and I'mma Expose rappers, promote rappers That talk all flashy, but really broke rappers Niggas ain't fuckin' with Jaisaun, he selling like Avon The shit he spit is sort of like napalm All you bums need to panic, don't stay calm You step on his stage and you will get Akon'ed Niggas ain't fuckin' with Jaisaun, he selling like Avon The shit he spit is sort of like napalm All you bums need to panic, don't stay calm You step on his stage and you will get Akon'ed Yeah, I thought I told you niggas man I'm not fuckin' playing with you clowns, man 2010 I plan to win What you gon do?, The same over again? You know how we do it Like I said, log on IamJaisaun.com Treat yourself to some good shit, that hood shit (Laugh) What I say, man? Ya know! Ya know! |