K. Sparks - Jazz Theory lyrics

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K. Sparks - Jazz Theory lyrics

Warrup dawg, it's midnight fantasy That's word to all my family, black ties A funeral black guys, the usual chest ties The few of you is baptized, that do to you Snatty knows chit in the ghetto Just get on my level and mommy told me kid never settle I feel like a rebel, to stay with the trouble The heat make wailing out like some ??? After he turned it be slayed If I wanted I could get it, that's the most that heat made I don't do it for the money 'cause already he paid Stay investin', never stressin' like a bad day Park my money different places, I'm a vale Put my faith in God, see me from the slums Cardboard boxes, for my haters, they some bums I don't mess with the lames 'cause they hurt you It's geometry how the squares will fit the circle Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah I'm tryina get it, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah ??? daddy, I'm tryina get a chair Penetrate, lyrically I put you in your place Call that real estates, plans that falls crazy Hemino scrape me, send them off to see the wiz like amber rose baby Up on visitation after they divorce, center crisis Who the nicest that slice this and hate it like I'm Isis When it come to features that Reason everybody want the kid around Call me taxis But I don't cut them no slack, guess I'm a bad teller In the black trailer, that's a rap failure Blast number 2 door, past the rate coupon All these rappers s**, they need a deal, go to groupon You and your whole team trash, don't need to glamorize Cutting b stars, still I got thrown by some samurais That's word to Cino and Reno playing in my casino Do it like a beetle and we know it's word to Al Pacino I just be the smartest, sketching in the sewer system, underground artist Sick of finestic trip and it's stress I'm Michael Jordan every feature make em pippin' it best On their own song verse for verse dog they know it's over I roast sun like corn rove and cross over, get it? Our first son Allen used to have a tattoo with the same bad news Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah I'm tryina get it, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah They say an apple a day will keep the doctor away So I keep a couple sheers of apples stack in my portfolio Running round like a rodeo, Couple people that know me though Telling me that's my homie, though Actions is all we only know 'Cause last year alone life got shocking My mama died of cancer from my aunt dead in Brooklyn ??? watch eyes fade to black, spear with the make-up And this is my reality, feeling just like a casualty Really but love is family Silly they wanna battle me Pennies up to my salary Really but never rattle me Chilly but then actually Just a pa**ion for rapping that's what I came with 'Cause my life just equal to entertainment Just a pa**ion for rapping that's what I came with 'Cause my life just equal to entertainment Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah I'm tryina get it, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah Ba**, vibe, rhyme, yeah

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