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JIDENNA lyrics - The Eephus

Classic Man

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My name calling all night I can pull the wool while I'm being polite Like, darling calling all night I can be a bull while I'm being polite Like, oh me, oh me oh my I know many women want to be in my life Like, oh me, oh me oh my Why can't every woman end up being my wife? [Pre-Hook:] Even if she go away, even if she go away Even if she go away, even if she go away [Hook:] I'm a classic man You can be me when you look this clean I'm a classic man Calling on me like a young OG I'm a classic man Your needs get met by the street, elegant old fashioned man Yeah baby I'm a classic man I burn through the hood like whoa When everybody's feeling so cold I'm cool like Nat King Cole And niggas get a bit of my glow I got charm like a leprechaun, mummafucker Now y'all fucking with the wrong mummafucker Treat me like a don, mummafucker And we don't live by the law, mummafucker [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Roman GianArthur:] I burn through the gate like whoa And everybody get in, we know I love life, living like gold And niggas wanna get in my glow I got mad love for my crew, mummafucker I'm the- I'm the man, who are you mummafucker? Shine bright like a jewel, mummafucker Even under fire I'm cool, mummafucker [Roman GianArthur:] Even when she go away, even when she go away Even when she go away, even when she go away [Hook] Keep my gloves dirty but my hands clean Got to keep the business in the family Bread when I'm filling up the pantry Now my niggas slang 'caine like a dandy I tell you how it go You pull out rubber bands, I pull out an envelope The ladies on my elbow ain't for the show Every madame on my team is a top general, oh Got to be ready for war, war Should they get into my door, door? Get 'em, we'll get 'em, I know that we'll get 'em Cause I lived through this shit before, oh [Hook]

Breathe In Breathe Out

KANYE WEST "College Dropout"
(feat. Ludacris) [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull the piece out niggas like 'Peace out!' [Verse 1: Kanye West] Golly, more of that bullshit ice rap I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably) But is it cool to rap about gold If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali (Mali!) First nigga with a Benz and a backpack Ice chain, Cardi lens, and a knapsack Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again And it's still about the Benjamins Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms Strippers named Cinnamon More chips than Pentium What'cha gon' buy next Whatever new trend it is I'm tryin' to spend my stacks And I'm so broke I look back like 'Damn, was I on crack' I mean twelve platinum chains, was I on that What the hell was wrong with me dog Sing along with my y'all [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull the piece out niggas like 'Peace out!' [Verse 2: Kanye West] Now even though I went to college and dropped out of school quick I always had a Ph.D.: a Pretty Huge Dick Ladies tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like this And givin' head is like 'oh well, the shoes and the toothpick' Well, I'm in the club for a limited time Act now and get some action for $free.99 Later on I might charge for ménage Heard her man was the boss of the floss But she still want to toss me the drawers And it ain't gon' cost me because she my caddy Cuz she grabbed my golf balls in the club And I'm still actin' calm than a mug She asked 'Can you drive me and the hunnies to where my Altima was' While we drive she tellin' me 'bout problems with her man Baby I fully understand Let me help you with a plan While he trickin' off, don't get no rich nigga Give ME some head, that'll really piss hI'm off [inhales] [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull a piece out niggas like 'Peace out!' [Verse 3: Kanye West] I blow past low class niggas with no cash In the fo' dash six, bitch you can go ask So when I go fast popo just laugh Right until I run out of gas or 'til I go crash Whatever comes first I'm prepared for the worst Whatever comes second I'll be there with my weapon Pullin' up in the Lexuses/'lexeses, one on both hand So I guess them GSes was ambidextrous Coulda sworn her breasteses was sendin' me messages 'K I need a free hand mammogram I got weed, drink, and a Handicam All of which is legal in Amsterdam' So say my name like Candyman And I'ma come and fix you up like the handyman But if you don't need a fix, girl you gotta leave You can't take that all at one time ya gotta breathe [Hook: Ludacris] Yeah, breathe in, breathe out If ya iced up, pull ya sleeves out Push a big truck, pull ya keys out Girls go wild and pull ya deez out Breathe in, breathe out Let them hoes fight, pull her weave out If a nigga act up, pull a Desert E's out When I pull a piece out niggas like 'Peace out!' ['Can you say Chi city' scratched repeatedly]

Breathe Easy (Lyrical Exercise)

JAY-Z "The Blueprint"
[talking] So I had to memorize these rhymes until I got home Ya understand Once you memorize a sentence It's like an exercise [echoes] [heavy breathing] [talking] Ya niggas can't be serious right now I'm the all time heavy weight champion of flowers I'm leading the league in at least six statistical categories right now Best flow, Most consistent, Realest stories Most charisma, I set the most trends And my interviews are hotter Holla I jog in the graveyard Spar in the same ring Now it's house by the building Where Malcolm X was slain I spring train in the winter Round early December Run suicide drills over and over With the weight of the world on my shoulder That's why they call me 'Hova' I'm far from being God But I work goddamn hard I wake up the birds who in the nerves is sleep I'm catching my second wind the second the first one end I am 'focused man' And I'm not afraid of death And I'm going all out I circle the vultures in a van and I run the block (run) Pull up in a drop (pull up) Push up on my money (push up) I'm in great shape dunny I keep jacks jumping thirty six sets Like a personal trainer I teach coke to stretch I pump and rock sweats All white trainers The ghettoes, Billy Blanks I show you niggas what pain is Maintain your stamina Hov will damage ya Spot you two rhymes y'all niggas is amateurs The fifth A dead lift if Niggas don't want to get shot then y'all niggas better squat I drop your set for rep No need to hit the showers The spit from the fifth leave you wet Lyrical exercise [hard breathing] Y'all niggas ain't tired right [Chorus 4X] One, One Two, Two Three, Three Four, Breathe Easy Suckers Get your weight up Not your hate up Jigga man is diesel When I lift the eight up Y'all ain't ready to workout with the boy Your flow is brain on drugs Mines is rap on steroids I lift every voice when I sing My ability Make yours look like an exercise in futility Bring your squad Biceps, Triceps, and Quads We don't struggle with undeveloped muscles Y'all ain't real That's y'all Achilles Heel Same routine when you see me you know the drill I spot ya I lift the weight of the watch off your arm Remain nice and calm Put down your things Trinidad of the game know my way around your ring No matter how many pounds you bring It sounds like the same old thing R-O-C is the strongest team [Chorus 4X]

Lean Back Remix

FAT JOE
featuring Lil' Jon, Mase and Eminem [Intro- Lil Jon] Stop! It's the mothafuckin remix! [Lil Jon over Mase] Yeah! Yeah! Eminem nigga! Lil Jon nigga! Mase and Bethem! That is yours! [Mase] Uh Ya Harlem is back Who in the world want a problem wit that For real I heard Harlem is back Who in the world want a problem wit that Uh ya real Harlem is back Who in the world want a problem wit that Uh I heard Harlem is back Who in the world want a problem wit that [Chorus x2- Fat Joe] I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants And do the roc-a-way Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [Verse 1- Mase] Yo, yo, yo, we goin Deja Vu Then the day ya'll do It'll be the day ya'll bleed Rich minus eighty degrees King of Harlem ain't no body made me leave Who else could take five years off Cold turkey, come back, and fly leers off Cats front they gonna leanin like smirnoff If haters wanna hate then its their loss Come up in the rucka wit all my jigs on Got grills so big you can cook a steak on You gonna hear Mase gone When they get a Mase on You a hot 16, I'm a very great song If beatin on the DJ before the Mase song He play Clark Kent, you better have your cape on Plenty grooms, mansion many rooms My neckless, two X's, and three benty boom (lean back) [Chorus x2- Fat Joe] I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants And do the roc-a-way Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [Lil Jon] Eminem whats up! [Verse 2- Eminem] You don't want no problems with Harlem You don't want no problems wit da boogy down Bronxton You don't want no drama wit da blonde bomber Original don gotta of the blonde bottle, the model For white america, then Joe, the spokesperson for the Latino Then we got Mase back to represent everything else in between Includin the percentages of the rest, we dope The best from each coast, the mid west to the dirty dirty! Even further to Miami, all the way back to Californ I A It'll prolly be best right now if I warn Dre And get on the horn wit him tell him bout the storm comin all our way So tell a pal grab a gal, right now get on the floor why wait Shake that ass a lil more my way or baby I dont dance Not that I can, cuz of the pistol in my pants [Chorus x2- Fat Joe] I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants And do the rock-away Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [Verse 3- Fat Joe] No Judas, a comadis Caine's brother Able to able to stop me nigga not me! Got the streets askin damn who could top Pete Summer Jam, killed it man did it all with one beat I guess I'm bi-coastal now, took a damn south brother to bring your boy out As the wheel keep spinnin I can hear niggas thinkin crack i got one hit benny out Nope Joey bring them semi's out of course you and yours pour a lil henny out So much rappers actin in the game, I have to tell him put the mic away and run and go and get your emmies out Lean back mothafuckas, this here's a three beat, we back at the rucka This ??? crack preachin to your brother, the mic more rap, we perachin to you mothafuckas [Chorus x2- Fat Joe] I said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants And do the roc-a-way Now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back [Lil Jon] Say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats And blow your back away **** nigga lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Say my niggas don't dance we just pull out our gats And blow your backs away Bitch niggas lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back Hey!

I'm A Fool

J. COLE
[Verse 1] Yea, I’m a fool, hundred thousand for the jewels Last year we killed the game and left y’all browsing for the clues Old niggas out here search for that fountain of the youth Money talks and hoes say its an arousing point of view Don’t make me act a fool like Malcom before the suit How could you justify, I testified up in this booth? And then, throughout the years, spilled tears and shared truths Somehow they love a nigga better when he talk about his loot Chain like a kelidescope, see life through a wider scope Therefore, I know this necklace really represents a noose Still I hit the jeweler how much racks to make me cooler I just play the game homie, I ain’t make the rules up Started from the bottom same way you lace your shoes up So if I’m blowing cake, blame it on the place I grew up Where niggas had nothing but dreams and television Got no plans of seeing hell or prision You can tell I’m living, right? Never said I’m living right [Hook] And they like Boy you a fool [x3] And they like [x3] Boy you a fool, Boy you a fool And they like, And they like [Verse 2] I’m a fool, hundred thou to go to school So much debt left me and my mama damn near drowning in a pool First to go to college, they say knowledge is a tool But these hoes on campus make a young nigga drool So we party, skip class, get ass and talk cool Meanwhile, she back home working hard I use that as my fuel So I finally graduated but I’m sad to say that I ain’t learn a fucking thing except the game and how to play it I’m a fool, no scuffs on my shoes No cuts I don’t bruise, so fuck y’all reviews She told me Cole I love you roll with you way before the riches But you way too educated to be calling women bitch and calling brothas niggas Pardon if I cross a line but all this time Knew you was different than all them other niggas I responded to her “please don’t put me on a pedestal Cuz I know better and I’m still a fool” [Hook]

Fly On The Wall

JAY ROCK "90059"
[Ab-Soul:] Fly away, sometimes I wish I could fly away Fly away, sometimes I wish I could fly away [Verse 1 - Jay Rock:] There was a young ghetto child going wild after running 'round Who came from a happy home, then got lost in the jungle Hit a lick for like ten chicks Brought it back to the bricks then got everybody rich Started his own clique, recruited all piranhas His favorite phrase: that's on hundreds His niggas trained to go Wherever he point, you got shitted on Or smoked like a joint Here comes the line-up, first 48 people remain silent All his goons still remain violent Damn, there goes another body, oh shit, sirens Another bite the dust like Mickey Thompson tires Lights flashing, niggas stunt like the grammys No one’s exempt, they’ll sell a rock to your granny Now this is the part where jealousy comes out to play Hood politics official when they want you out of the way Now back then we ain't never mention this word ‘Cause if you caught snitching consequences fo sho Niggas'll throw you out on the freeway with a shell in your dome And no feelings is shown Then look inside the eyes of these killers A blank stare, that's different than stones Got you wondering, where in life, where they went wrong? Don't wanna cross these types, if you do think twice It's life saving, don't get caught slipping when you ice skating [Hook - Jay Rock:] When you stand still you could witness it all Picture the vision from the fly on the wall When you stand still you could witness it all Picture the vision from the fly on the wall [Verse 2 - Jay Rock:] Now when the sun rise, this young man sees money's a big deal New Chevelle, wipe in the morning dew cross his windshield Killer's saturation while the smokers run through sanitation For the bags of hands, this young man, calculating for the long run Since ya homies been on one lately No one's safe, he keeping his chrome off safety Headed to the function, momma's gone, they children out cussin' See this young man hit this bitch for all them niggas she fuckin' Knowin' one man's been intimate touchin' Til the big homie found out, gave his ass a concussion He don't want nothin' now, he walkin' on crutches now Couldn't see him from the shoulders He thinkin' how can he buck him down Hold up, the eyes is watchin' Gotta be more smart now, devise this option Watch how the plot thickens The clock tickin', his weak spot is a thot Just notice he can't stop trickin', got him Now this how it starts He take a bat when he know to go play with his heart Had his nose wide open while gettin' head at the park She set the GPS location like this where we park Now you know what's next It's crazy how life can end all through a text Got us wishin' we was all born with a vest I know you prolly witnessed it all But picture the vision from the fly on the walll [Hook - Jay Rock:] When you stand still you could witness it all Picture the vision from the fly on the wall When you stand still you could witness it all Picture the vision from the fly on the wall [Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes:] Jay Rock what up though? I'm here with you Let's give 'em a classic, you know I'm here and prepared with you Keep niggas inspired, you know I'm comin' to share it with you And when the wheels fall off I'll get out and put on a spare with you Let me be real with you, mhmm It's been selected, let me give you my fly on the wall perspective Sometimes niggas don't listen, I'm hopin' this serves its purpose Cause that's some of the realest shit that you talked about in them verses Hopin' they feel this shit despite how the devils is workin' To avoid tellin' on myself, I try to speak in third person See we done been through some shit, throughout my lifeline We was flies on the wall too from the shit we seen in our lifetime And through these songs there were digressions Some stories we shared through music Question if we in our right mind Now I'm a new fuckin' fly on the wall I wanna see how many rappers really write rhymes And we've been rockin' for a long time, Jay Rock They ain't got a clue of the timing I heard about you from Slay when you started shinin' They ain't knowin' this our fourth collab from 2009 and Slay heard about you from my nigga Wack But they ain't know when Top Dawg introduced you, nigga The way we out, we always give you crack Not knowin' that we had the raw just to split you, niggas To tell the truth there's no problem we can't solve So let me tell the truth, again I'm so proud of how you evolved And while me and Jay Rock kill these niggas 'til they dissolve I hope you appreciate my view as the biggest fly on the wall

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