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jones (rap) - for the love of you lyrics

verse 1:

first off
i’m the answer to any of your questions (woo)
and my pops always told me it’s mind over muscle but-
you can never tell when i’m flexin (yep)
these rappers like a bunch of little babies and spaghetti-
i swear they’re messy (woo)
so its time that i usher in the truth now i guess these are my confessions (yep)

man i’m hot like goldilocks in wool socks tryna sip on papa bear’s pouridge- (woo)
true story
if you sane you’ll bolt but i ain’t talking bout the athlete you better run forest-
chuck norris
couldn’t match my chest or nuts by much and that’s word to morris-
i’m surely
of a whole new breed while these other mutt puppies haven’t even left the porch yet
my portrait

is picture perfect, worth it, yes i am
when things got deep you sank i swam
its time for me to break this silence of the lamb-
cause the flow won’t stop like i’ll be d-mned
leave it to beav if you want to what you won’t do
is deny that i’m that guy
i’m hungry for this when the stakes get high-
rare form i go get served like pie
if you try me, try me
but i wouldn’t recommend that, mend that
man my words cut deep when i speak make you leak, period
get a tampax tampax
i can be rude and obnoxious emotionally toxic and all things from your nightmares
but i’m still better than your ex and the next so respect the future’s right here

verse 2:

how could he ever do it better than anybody claiming that they done

got the whole hood behind em

timeless grinding finding the strength in family
and the handful that can understand me
granted, this isnt working out how i planned it
but i lace up and i’ma run to the challenge
though sometimes i can seem off balance-
damaged, by the heavy burden of my talent
they’re waiting on my failure while i’m exhaling-
i feel like going postal is it cause i am a male-
in an industry that’s meant to be a swift derailment
for a black man that’s as smooth as velvet
born hardheaded like his skull was a helmet
relish -in the moment-
cause you’re not that hot dawg-
and i’m jonesin
for the day they say that my opponent
is bout half as good as my clone is
or would be

would he blaze him? yes i will
burn him alive and still be chill
i’ma eat beats til i get my fill-
if you look like money then you might be a meal
tired of being quiet while these lames get c-cky
its my turn and i dare you to stop me
aimin at everybody head everybody’s dead-
bout to add some color to your head like rodman
fake folks get back this is for the real
got p-ssion of pac with a rakim feel
ain’t n0body eatin off trap no mo
man these people want something that’ll feed their souls
if you ain’t speaking that truth why bother
no diamond could shine or go harder
feeling like wayne on the first two carters
yeah

- jones rap lyrics

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