J-Live

J-Live - Don't Play lyrics

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You over did it homes

[laughing]


[Chorus]

Don't play games with J cause you'll see

On the sidelines your fans be on mine [Repeat]


It's been a long time coming

But the blood doesn't flow with the wait

As we dead all the damn debate

Anticipate this change gon come

You damn straight

Non stop till my name preceded by the great

I get around like digital Pac

And been around like the ice cream truck on your block

And hold it down with a squirt gun deep in your sink

Spittin around tight wisdom making you think

If you around light sweetheart you can reflect

Don't put it down cause you need art you can respect

I know it sound not quite like what you expect

Type underground meaning not just after the check

If you predict this mist you can hardly detect

Will draw you up plus six then you stand correct

Lost and found no joke if you sleep or neglect

Then suck a dick till it's poking out the back of your neck

Now bring it in


[Chorus]


I heard nice guys finish last

But see this theory doesn't quite explain the reason I'm

Letting y'all rat racers leave the gate ahead of time

And still politely waiting for you at the finish line

Some people find it so amazing how I put a rhyme

Together and bring it to life like Dr. Frankenstein

I hope you can handle the truth cause see I'm frank with mine

So it be seeming like I'm actin kinda stank at times

But see my lines are built for battle like a tank design

Runnin through obstacles like popeye through spinach time

I got some rules and regulations to diminish crime

And if you follow em you could become a friend of mine

Some catch amnesia with their lyrics and remember mine

Then they forget that it's a tool I use to speak my mind

But then they even got the nerve to try to freak my rhymes

But they get ate like they was paint and I was turpentine

Now bring it in


[Chorus]


It's been a long time going 

But you still got a bounce in your neck

Till your problems feel neglect

It's incorrect if you still detect all of the stress 

From the folks that expect to divide your check

See that's the shit that be making you think

Soon as your ship comes in you'll be ready to sink

The mind state got some scared of leaving their block

Phobiatic they'll be going out like Biggie and Pac

Now meanwhile some will swing it and it come out great

Find a shorty give you wop till you can't see straight

Tell her bounce in the morning she won't even debate

Call her back next night and she just can't wait

Peep the former home alone now he feel irate

Trying to front upon the style that the Live create

You hear the same word twice and wanna file a complaint

Well check the order of the line that'll set things straight

Now bring it in


[Chorus]
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Language: English

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