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Masterminds - Joints 2000 lyrics
You're a synchronized dub of that jiggy shit in clubs You even got a sub-stitute you pay to hit the pubs Both a you sport Maytag watches that you bought on Jamaica Ave. Drivin' up and down in your broken jag Ya hustle, I gotta knock it, cause you ain't makin a prophet Ya dreams of being famous should've stayed in the closet Ya life is like a mock trial (order order) Like havin a phone with no-one to dial you claim that (?) is your pile I'm organizin a million thoughts runnin wild in my heart When it beats it creates musical art That talks and melodies only heard by Mozart Telepathically traveled a form of hip-hop classical That makes your mind goin sabbatical to study my rappin' And she'll say its magical then hear your shit and start laughin' Walk to your room grab your clothes and start packin' Then send you to the hip-hop temple, In Manhattan Chorus Niggaz is mad cause they know we got joints If you got beef then we can shoot joints You gotta cop 12 if you wanna hear joints We score points cause we got joints Check it out, Niggaz is mad cause they know we got joints If you got beef then we can shoot joints Roll a bag and loose I'm a clip you like joints We score points cause we got joints, Check it out Me and my lyrical compadres prolly like the senate buildin lobby's durin lunchtime Three of the best that's unsigned, at one time Getting bids like the 1-9 at rush-time, Naturally I bust mine Don't touch mine with one rhyme we drop the hammer And your crew gets to steppin like a ? actor I voice the musical truth make it arrogant like ego trip You wasn't havin it, now you on the penal tip I seem to flip razors for sure with adverbs and add herbs till my shit list to get served With bad words hanging out west with Mad Merse You can't verse, steppin to mine y'all get hearsed And done first after you've hung my first verse your worst thirst Is waitin for Minds to rewind so call your night nurse Why just lifted the skirt, it's 99 so we puttin in work Chorus The world was beggin for a savior so I finally came To bring these jokers up to speed on how we playin this game You know my name, Worldwide I get around like a spliff So every word got em stickin to their guns like the sheriff I'm not here to change destiny but to fulfill it And stay fly like the bullets from a gat when you pull it Red beans, Sweat teams, never missin that mark So cats wanna hear my big dogs bark and spit sparks I treaded soft when I started off, now niggaz is getting carted off Cause they wasn't show now they know That a Master can play a fool, but a fool masters nothin So they salty like stove top stuffin I fake in, natural like skin Until you front that's when I have to loosen your chin Get all up inside your chest like a gin well you sound too thin You can't win you better lip synch or start goals(?) right then Chorus 2x Check it out its like that y'all |
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