Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pay for It (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Chantal) , by - Jay Rock. Release date: 26.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pay for It (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Chantal) |
| Ain’t no game, I’m taking all you have |
| And you’re gonna pay for it |
| I don’t know if I can stop myself |
| And you’re gonna pay for it |
| Oh, you’ll never learn |
| I touch fire, little burn |
| This ain’t no game, I’m taking all you have |
| And you’re gonna pay for it |
| It’s a heavy load, I stroll on a bumpy road |
| No jacket when I was cold, becoming one with my soul |
| Stand toe to toe with my foes, these wolves in sheep clothes |
| No weapon on me shall prosper, nigga, you better watch it |
| You playin' with fire, burning you slow, hold up |
| I hear the whispers wishin', it’s all cheap voodoo |
| I keep it cool to keep from going coo-coo |
| With a cal, aiming at fake smiles and turn them upside down |
| Came too far for my feet to fail me |
| Lord, if I’m wrong you can help me now, hold up |
| Wait a minute, what am I sayin'? |
| The Devil he busy, tryna get me everyday in every way |
| I won’t let up, I won’t shut up |
| You can’t stop me, you won’t knock me, ten-four now copy |
| Live almighty, my declaration been written |
| In hieroglyphics on top of the highest mountain, now listen |
| I tell 'em all to hail King Kendrick, resurrecting my vengeance |
| Been dissecting your motormouth until I break down the engine |
| This ain’t no warning shot, this a relevant henchman |
| See my opponent then, cease your existence |
| Endin' our friendship, baby I’d rather die alone |
| Your diaphragm is dietary, what you eatin' on? |
| Capture your audience with these words, boy |
| The holy Chapel, the tabernacle |
| The book of Matthew and Jesus starin' at you, take your turn, boy |
| See it’s going to take a whole lotta ya’ll to kill me |
| See it’s going to take a whole tribe of ya’ll to kill me |
| I never die |
| My pedigree apparently only to idolize |
| Ahead of me is only my future and idle time |
| Longevity, I gotta get used to making you mine |
| You tellin' me I only get used to livin' if fine |
| You can never live in my shoes, permanently paid from God |
| When the sun goes down, I scream loud: «I'll sleep when I die» |
| But I will never die, my legacy is alive |
| I die to get it off my chest, push words just like weight |
| I got to eat, 'till it shows on my face |
| Tragedy turn to triumph, I’m tryin' just to relate |
| Jumpin' off of them towers, I’m takin' that leap of faith |
| Playin' at high stakes |
| Now when I speak, they pupils, they’ll dilate |
| Through speakers’ll vibrate |
| Know you feelin' the vibe, that vine couldn’t relate |
| This next clip is long, a son of a gun, big numbers |
| Do the math, now cover the sum |
| I come from the slums, we come for the funds |
| Like runnin under the sun where niggas livin' they life blunted |
| Countin' the ones, but truthfully nothin' like hundreds |
| Keep it 100 |
| Roadblock in-front of me, look I’m runnin' through it |
| Stick and move it, sippin' that Hennessy, this my gutter fluid |
| Nothin' to it |
| What we lost we gone make it back |
| Like it wasn’t missin', now listen, you bout to pay for that |