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Ini - Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix) songtekst

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(feat. Meccalicious)



[Pete Rock]

One two, InI's in the place

With the PR, check it out

On the Fakin Jax remix

For the nine-six, InI with the flavor



Lyrically gifted with the rhyme, in due time, will conquer

Many rap styles for all you fake rap criminals

The captain of the ship, for the nine-six we rip

InI and Pete Rock son -- so recognize that we hip

Go on and on, check the lyrics to the song

No jack moves here Dunn, I'm still number one

Put your cap to the back, your phony hardcore raps

I'm specializin in funk black (what) I'm ready to attack



[InI]

Yeah, enter the minds of young brothers determined

To rid the world, of all hip-hop vermin

Extermination courtesy of prodigals sons collectin funds

Without the use of handguns, but

Be alarmed they'll put a chip in your arm

Scenes of a new world make the niggaz hair curl for real

I wanna put the wicked right on they backs

So now is not the time for I to fake the jax



[Chorus: x4]



[Mobb Deep] ("I don't fake jax kid, you know I bring it to you live

Thirsty for recognition")



[InI]

Check it, you thought you'd succeed or progress

Livin for material things but it's obvious

You go to extremes in the process

Acuse others, when it's you showin your true colors

Busy sellin your dreams, but all your cream

Contributes to your lack of self-esteem

So it would seem, but every day of the week, you act different

Every word that you speak, it's twisted, check it

Frontin what, you love to perform

But when the crowd's gone, word is bond, you get your merc on

Is this the real definition of what a snake is

Politickin makin papers, but check it

It didn't work with the fake ass smirk

See the meek shall inherit the earth, for what it's worth

So turn around cause you backwards, you heard what the facts was

You fakin jax son, it's like that



[Chorus]



[InI]

You're worth lead if you can't bring home the cake to get the youths fed

We used to harvest now it's work instead

So, to get ahead to hit the nail on the head, it's hard work

Cause America jerks, takin tax and perps out the check

So father sweats from workin for the next

Just to connect, so man listen

A comfortable position's what I'm after

So all the while, I'm preparin myself to meet the master

It can't wait for the outcome, from moves you made

It seemed very evident your style was kind of hesitant

Inferior, now you starin at superior

In a fix in the mix with no tricks

So what now?  As I raise the eyebrow

You're beefin like a cow you wanna get the know-how

But what's next, usually the gun pow

And that's far from real, because respect's the deal



[Meccalicious]

Hold it down, represent, fuck that

Live your life, get bent, movement

Across lands and seas, I seen the evergreen leaves

Note free from everyday footsteps

Wild the heavens and get held back, got us on they hostile

Acting wild, to civilize in the do or die

Think about who gets torn out the frame like dames

Say it ain't so Shane, all we lose is the propane

Push the crowd, squeeze the wack

Shatter the thought, taste the line to form with two flies

From nights with the get-high, off the talk got my walk

Down pat, you scared that the world's flat

Degrees, meridians, and equators, perhaps

InI and The Creator, is just too lax (fakin no jax)

In your pattern, however it happened

You'll see me on Saturn, before I fake Jackson's



[Chorus: fade to end]
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