| Check it out
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| As I commence lyrical content now bust the grammar
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| Niggaz tryin to make flip out like David Banner
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| Bustin out the garments slammin shit like Onyx
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| When I’m vex I flex and turn green like the chronic
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| When I bug out you bound to get snuffed out for frontin
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| Busy deceivin achievin nothin
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| If you can’t walk the walk, don’t talk the talk
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| It’s Pete Rock and InI comin straight from New York
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| Now all the setups you thought you stepped up to get your rep up The joke’s on you jack (true dat, word)
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| Cause when I came through the door my mind was thinkin all out war
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| I’ma settle the score, once and for all
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| Ain’t no time for fakin jax when it’s time for makin stacks
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| I’m droppin bombs like acts in the bible with my recital
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| So recline like a passenger seat Son, relax
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| As I take you to the max, homeboy you fakin ji-dax
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| Verse Two: InI
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| Yeah, check it You never success or progress
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| Searchin for peace through material objects
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| You go to extremes in the process
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| Acuse others, when it’s you showin your true colors
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| Busy sellin your dreams, but all your cream
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| Contributes to your lack of self-esteem
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| So it would seem, cause every day of the week, you act different
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| You see your peoples, you speak, your eyes shifted
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| Frontin what Son you love to perform
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| But when the crowd’s gone, word is bond, you get your merc on Is this the real definition of what a snake is
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| Y’all should of been politicians, that’s where the cake is, but
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| It didn’t work with the fake ass smirk
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| See the meek shall inherit the earth, for what it’s worth, uhh
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| Turn around yo you backwards, you know what the facts is You fakin jax kid
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| Verse Three: InI
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| Your blood
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| You’re worth lead if you can’t bring home the cake to get the youths fed
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| We used to harvest now it’s work instead
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| So, to get ahead to hit the nail on the head, it’s hard work
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| Cause America jerks, takin tax and perks out the check
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| So father sweats from workin for the next
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| Just to connect, so man listen
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| A comfortable position’s what I’m after
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| So all the while, I’m preparin myself to meet the master
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| Check it, so we suggest you put a F on your chest
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| A wolf in sheep’s clothing’s what describes you best
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| Nevertheless, I roast your ass like chestnuts
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| I got guts plus cuts from Pete Rock
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| and it don’t stop, the ghetto mass’in your grill
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| If you lack the will to step up then please chill
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| On the real, real brothers got each others backs
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| While all these phony niggaz keep on fakin the jax
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| It’s like that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fakin Jax , by - Pete Rock. Song from the album Center of Attention, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп