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scram - dj jazzy jeff lyrics

[intro]
yo, now its time
i want everybody to listen
come on
cause when i get on the mic and do my thing
you need to listen
reach out and feel this
check it out

[verse 1]
rockin is a state of mind for n-ggas who really do it
leavin suckaz behind and can’t pull through it
you cut a throat to do better than n-ggas doing better
but you can’t cut the neck of the second letter
u mp knucks rappers get swung like chucks
n-ggas swearing that he nice when he really suck
and yo ruk why do rappers say they thugs and gangstas
when they halloween dressin up n-gga panty hose
acting like he hard with them new edition candy girl flow
im funky like george sir nose
i’m real like tax time you try to escape
i clamp down on your real estate and your fake estate
that means everything rented borrowed stolen
and anything you might be holdin
i come like ?? it us
under pressure bussin..
philly soul reaching
bumpy heart touching
jazzy like jeff n-gga i’m not a giraffe
im bumpy abdu jamal i clap you fast
and be dead centre chest like the gold medallion
that hangs around a neck on a old italian

[hook]
scram kid your new to me you bother (that’s right its bumpy knuckles)
cause i know you n-ggas really ain’t thugs
you trying to be hardcore but you really not
i’ll write your eulogy you bother me(that’s right)
it’ll be no help from family or friends
n0body can really help you now

[verse 2]
here i am the real emcee
writing off sucka emcees like i’m dmc
little k!llers in the bm 3
follow bumpy in the black 600 with the 1 2 v
i meant v12 but wherever i dwell
they’ll bust for me in heaven they bust for me from h-ll
cause i’m still hot any rapper i fear not
i give it to you raw like my pops was gil scott
mama was jill scott
humming melodies
my head on her chest feeling the b-ss in her breast
time nor sp-ce exists for the man
that knows the eternal
don’t make me return you
you can pull it out
wave it no doubt
but before you bust it off
heres one to think about
come to bumpy get your heart tested
if you p-ss you’ll be p-ssing out
i’m blasting in and i’m blasting out

[hook]
scram kid your new to me you bother me (that’s right)
cause i know yall n-ggas really ain’t thugs
you trying to be hardcore but you’re not (your not)
i’ll write your eulogy you bother me
it’ll be no help from family or friends
n0body can really help you now (come on)

[verse 3]
i’m more convinced now than on a part on my life
that i’m a die with rhyming kids and a rhyming wife
i’m a body every n-gga that ever did me trife
that’s word to great grand grandma indian and her carving knife
i’m power in its finest hour ask queen latifah
whose the hardest rap gansgta that she’ll ever speak ta
you better check my record
matter fact check my album industry shook down
n-ggas is shook now
its time for revolution
cause i see booty its wax prost-tution
‘im the chairmen of busting n-ggas with chairs
cracking n-ggas heads open with heineken beers
most people see my shadow black and wide
but can’t see my heart black with pride
cause you got a devil inside
plotting for the spot where the late great biggie reside
i be a father like big chuck
raising my son and keep the enemy close
and bust their gun
i step to a few n-ggas and made em all one
with a 16 shot beretta that i call fun
music must reflect the time time reflect the music
the shorty come correct if you next to use it
from lil bow wow to lil zane
i told this to kane’s brother little daddy shane
i always spit a n-gga name
and hope to god he answer then i get all in his body
like a nasty cancer
i take honour and pride in the mic and i fight for it
like it was a civil rights baby

[hook 2x]
scram kid your new to me you bother (bumpy knuckles)
cause i know yall n-ggas really ain’t thugs
you trying to be hardcore but you really not (not baby)
i’ll write your eulogy you bother me
it’ll be no help from family or friends n0body can really help you now

scram kid your new to me you bother
cause i know you n-ggas really ain’t thugs
you trying to be hardcore but you really not (your not)
i’ll write your eulogy you bother me
it’ll be no help from family or friends n0body can really help you now

lets go

- dj jazzy jeff lyrics

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