Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jahphy Joe, artist - Random Axe. Album song Random Axe, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.06.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Jahphy Joe |
YO, Oscar Madison rap, you sloppy flow |
Rose petals on every step, I’m Japhy Joe |
No signals to the connect when I cop my blow |
Big bills strictly so a nigga cop and go |
Fuck outta here, Ruck |
Tough outer wear |
Ralph Lauren and a gun, the one that the shottas wear |
I’m a street dude, I fuck with the best goons |
Eat berries off the trees and fix they own flesh wounds |
Happily married, I don’t chase no bitch |
You can die in the street, beat. |
Ramo chased Spit |
The clip hold ten but a nigga just flamed seven |
To push your top back, have you lookin' like James Evans |
When 2Pac Shakur got locked up north |
I had two block of raw and a Glock for support |
Listen, Sean Price with a ape look rage |
No MySpace, Twitter, or a Facebook page |
Muthafucker |
Uh, oh. |
Watch out. |
You never seen em' comin' |
Niggas ain’t sayin' nothin' |
And now we done started somethin'. |
Oh |
GUILT |
I remember trying to get a deal, shoppin' for a listen |
Feelin' like it honestly wasn’t no competition |
And my mama was the only one that listened |
I guess she saw my struggle, then followed her intuition |
Years later, I’m one of the best, not even close |
So instead of poppin' a toast, I dropped what I wrote |
And stand out, I’m exceptional, some say incredible |
All while enjoyin' my view from a pedestal |
Crowds clap for me |
Back then I clapped at crowds and scrapped the «D» |
Yeah, when I say «D» I mean heat |
In Detroit they destroy and delete |
Still, I’m the creme de la creme |
I point out them and stomp limbs with with my Timbs |
BK to D-E-T, 'till my enemies R.I.P |
Uh, oh. |
Watch out. |
You never seen em' comin' |
Niggas ain’t sayin' nothin' |
Now they done started somethin'. |
Oh |
Danny Brown |
I knock you out your Pennys with the semi-chrome |
Don’t get that ass burnt like Penny with the hot comb |
Show up in your city, stake out in a motel |
Now somebody’s watchin' you, nig I’m like Rockwell |
Used to rock Rockports, Swisher and a Carhartt |
I would never fuck your bitch, she look like a aardvark |
Three cars parked, you thinkin' that’s just a car park |
Till you try to start your shit and it turn to car parts |
Nigga, quit talkin' 'bout you poppin' yo tooly |
Before your life end like a Mafia movie |
I popped a couple pills now a nigga feel woozy |
So when I say I want some rolls, I ain’t talkin' sushi |
Bitch, go on with that little ass coochie |
A nigga been nuts, skull cap on Stewie |
I fuck with model bitches, while yall fuck with Ratatouilles |
I’m Malcolm in the middle, when yall lil' niggas Dewey |
Uh, oh. |
Watch out. |
You never seen em' comin' |
Niggas ain’t sayin' nothin' |
Now they done started somethin'. |
Oh |