Masterminds

Masterminds - Joints 2000 songtekst

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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 x2]



Check it out its like that y'all
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