Good From the Bar

Описание: Jet 2 takes to Statik Selektah's, "Good From the Bar," to establish his dominance as an emcee. Confidently placing entendres and lyrics against the carefully crafted, moving horn lines in the instrumental, Jet 2 weaves an array of experiences that inspired him in South Los Angeles.

Eleven Twenty-One : Who is Jet 2: http://jet2.bandcamp.com/album/eleven...

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Uh, haha
(Jet 2, whussaap!)
Uh

[Verse]
I work December thirty first and hustle
From January to January first
This shit is yearly to me
I annually work
I gotta do it for those that don't care to hear me first
Before they doubt my lyrical intellect
I'm an introspective, smooth, rabid, black, cool alley-cat kid
Letters like leather and I put together fabric
My artistic passion can armistice palaver in
The flow is unique, I tend to trend a different fashion
Jet 2 the remedy; medicine in action
I handle bars well, and I'ma pedal 'til I pass them
Do it, never high like a cello in a brass band
The flow is just a gift, you feel my presence and my past-tense
Evidently athletic
Flow abnormal, my words are epilepsy
And ever so sexy are the ladies that like it
And they get so surprised when they find I don't write it
As if it really matters, just hop up in the booth, girl
Pussy like honey, and I'll, "Winnie the Pooh," her
Yummy, yummy, yummy
Haha, that's off the topic
Look at her sittin' down, booty all propped up, ha
I'm kiddin', we' off that
Now we' on to education, Wrekless is dedicated
To becomin' independent like the Declaration of Independence
In the Constitution
And your lady is willing to prostitute her shit
And toot her shit all alone for our tuition; mortgage payment
I'm a Morgan Freeman in Californication
Pretty ass thoughts, mind can paint a gorgeous nation
And God never made a poor creation
So every line that I pour from my mind is in correlation
With every ornament, perfect platinum and golden statements
Cool as an angel, and as cold as Satan ain't
Flow hotter than his house
A nigga Heaven sent, what the hell is you sayin'?
DBZ, a nigga power level so over the scounter
That my hair will probably turn gold, and I'll go Super Saiyan
Damn, back to some normal shit
Got a bunch of cattle and horses up on my wagon like a corral gets
Lookin' for a thick Respushia on some Norbit shit
We'll be at home-comin'; winter formal, bitch!
Can someone define what normal is?
And tell me if you've seen it as of recent, then bring more of it
'Cause as for now, the world is my new teddy bear
Therefore, I play in space like iTunes settings, I swear
I can hardly care about mistakes
'Cause I probably wouldn't be here, but now a nigga is great
And I'm eatin' real good in my normal ass house
Normal ass bed, and television, and normal couch
Normal money, normal nigga, regular normal figures
Live from a big ass bar, no one livin' bigger
Ain't made it like me since Jigga
I know everyone say that, but I'm faster than y'all
I got a tank full of nas, nigga!
Fuck a car, I'm rappin' in my garage, nigga!
Fuck a broad, fuck 'em all, nigga!
I drive 'em crazy from my garage, nigga!
I'm a Dodge, nigga!
She grab her life by my horns, like, "ahh, nigga!"
Let her be as bad as she wanna be
But I never give a broad way, and life is just my Monopoly
She other niggas property, she dish, I hit it properly
I swish, them other niggas bank shots like a robbery
I'm as hard as a bison
When I was ten, I thought I'd be grown when I got my license
When I was seven, I was pullin' girls on a new bike
I had pegs, but I let them ride the handle bars instead, nigga!
So shout-out to them ladies for ridin' wit' me
I'm so silly, I can't Dougie, but I Diddy; Tyson 50
Used to search for love, but now I want the girl wit' nicest titties
And we'll be blowin' bubbles at every park in my city
Make sure she wear' them sandals, just because her toes are pretty
Niggie, okay, I hold the key to her kitty, if you get me
Hit stick, I truck her and give her the Chevy Jimmy
Viewer discretion advised, they'll be many mini-me's left
On her chinny; cleft
From the way I'm cloven in her cleavage like she sewed it, my niggie
Bet I land in like Tahiti
And do magic in that thang just like a fairy, call me Timmy
Fresh Scorpio, like around ten-twenty
Plus an hour and a minute, I'm livin' eleven twenty-one
I'll be swingin' from the clock like a pendulum
I'm always right 'til the ink in my pen is done
And if I am wrong, I've already left, so I can't see it
I'm just way too young and reckless, get at me when I antique it
Providin' my own leaks; word to LimeLinx
Electronic clock, every track is perfect timing
Uh, tell them girls to get it together; India.Arie
If your girl is feelin' that feelin', then she'll call me
Game way too advance to be Atari
Black Ops, I'm a' army, nigga, on me