Yo Jake, remind me
Does anybody make real shit anymore?
I guess you know what that means, right?
I'm sorry that I had to do this
Forgive me I'm in dire need of help
If they could just get through to me
They duck sick man this f*ck shit's new to me
The buck stops here, I'm the eldest statesmen
Looking at you newcomers like you just hit puberty
Shit is stupid, b
Oh yeah, who is he?
Smelling like buddha headed uptown
Riding on the 2 or 3
Draped in Polo Rugby from his head to his feet
F*ck your Gucci or your Louis V
I came out my mother's womb feet-first
Rosemary's baby, second coming rebirth
I'm on my grind until they plunge me in the deep earth
You at your cubicle working at We Work while we work
I won't have be name slandered, dragged through the mud or besmirched
'Fore you speak first, do your research
This shit is kneejerk
I am just an animal
Monster beast creature, jeepers creepers
They begging drop the album stop giving singles
'Cause I steal the show like Friends did to Living Single
But I'm underhype still I'm gunning right
For the finish line, foot up on the pedal and I'm running lights
See I'm sorta like, your polite offspring, cause son is nice
Rain on you, hundred days, hundred nights
Still I'm coming right
For you bitches heads it's like bukakke scenes
The cocky Queens
Rapper fresher than some OxiClean
Save me all your thoughts and deep analysis
You critics must have caught the sleep paralysis
Wake up, I'm familiar with that hard work
The dirty Irish mick so I'm familiar with that bar work
Hold up, let me catch my breath
They throwing shots at me, let me get my vest
Gotta protect my neck, rep my set
Built this foundation, I did it piece by piece
Brick by brick, step by step
Still I'm underground just tryna breach the sediment
This beat is hitting spitting like a speech impediment
We hold these truths to be self-evident
Your whole team lobbies and screams "Bobby for President"
Uh, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Yeah, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Let that shit go
Bobby, J
Rocka, way
Queens
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Yo Jake, remind me
Does anybody make real shit anymore?
I guess you know what that means, right?
I'm sorry that I had to do this
Forgive me I'm in dire need of help
If they could just get through to me
They duck sick man this f*ck shit's new to me
The buck stops here, I'm the eldest statesmen
Looking at you newcomers like you just hit puberty
Shit is stupid, b
Oh yeah, who is he?
Smelling like buddha headed uptown
Riding on the 2 or 3
Draped in Polo Rugby from his head to his feet
F*ck your Gucci or your Louis V
I came out my mother's womb feet-first
Rosemary's baby, second coming rebirth
I'm on my grind until they plunge me in the deep earth
You at your cubicle working at We Work while we work
I won't have be name slandered, dragged through the mud or besmirched
'Fore you speak first, do your research
This shit is kneejerk
I am just an animal
Monster beast creature, jeepers creepers
They begging drop the album stop giving singles
'Cause I steal the show like Friends did to Living Single
But I'm underhype still I'm gunning right
For the finish line, foot up on the pedal and I'm running lights
See I'm sorta like, your polite offspring, cause son is nice
Rain on you, hundred days, hundred nights
Still I'm coming right
For you bitches heads it's like bukakke scenes
The cocky Queens
Rapper fresher than some OxiClean
Save me all your thoughts and deep analysis
You critics must have caught the sleep paralysis
Wake up, I'm familiar with that hard work
The dirty Irish mick so I'm familiar with that bar work
Hold up, let me catch my breath
They throwing shots at me, let me get my vest
Gotta protect my neck, rep my set
Built this foundation, I did it piece by piece
Brick by brick, step by step
Still I'm underground just tryna breach the sediment
This beat is hitting spitting like a speech impediment
We hold these truths to be self-evident
Your whole team lobbies and screams "Bobby for President"
Uh, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Yeah, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Let that shit go
Bobby, J
Rocka, way
Queens
Does anybody make real shit anymore?
I guess you know what that means, right?
I'm sorry that I had to do this
Forgive me I'm in dire need of help
If they could just get through to me
They duck sick man this f*ck shit's new to me
The buck stops here, I'm the eldest statesmen
Looking at you newcomers like you just hit puberty
Shit is stupid, b
Oh yeah, who is he?
Smelling like buddha headed uptown
Riding on the 2 or 3
Draped in Polo Rugby from his head to his feet
F*ck your Gucci or your Louis V
I came out my mother's womb feet-first
Rosemary's baby, second coming rebirth
I'm on my grind until they plunge me in the deep earth
You at your cubicle working at We Work while we work
I won't have be name slandered, dragged through the mud or besmirched
'Fore you speak first, do your research
This shit is kneejerk
I am just an animal
Monster beast creature, jeepers creepers
They begging drop the album stop giving singles
'Cause I steal the show like Friends did to Living Single
But I'm underhype still I'm gunning right
For the finish line, foot up on the pedal and I'm running lights
See I'm sorta like, your polite offspring, cause son is nice
Rain on you, hundred days, hundred nights
Still I'm coming right
For you bitches heads it's like bukakke scenes
The cocky Queens
Rapper fresher than some OxiClean
Save me all your thoughts and deep analysis
You critics must have caught the sleep paralysis
Wake up, I'm familiar with that hard work
The dirty Irish mick so I'm familiar with that bar work
Hold up, let me catch my breath
They throwing shots at me, let me get my vest
Gotta protect my neck, rep my set
Built this foundation, I did it piece by piece
Brick by brick, step by step
Still I'm underground just tryna breach the sediment
This beat is hitting spitting like a speech impediment
We hold these truths to be self-evident
Your whole team lobbies and screams "Bobby for President"
Uh, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Yeah, and our campaign will be a great one
Landslide, wasn't no surprise for me and Jake One
Let that shit go
Bobby, J
Rocka, way
Queens
Writer: Robert Joseph
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