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the jonesz - with g lyrics

i spit that sh-t for you to relate to
ya ex-girl moved on and money betrayed you
many lies, you believed in
the one that came true, petty thugs go beddy-bye
don’t let the bugs bite, it’s the worst ones
of my duns turned out to be the most loyal
in the long run, cuz he still ride
with the will of a lost soldier, my dogs don’t rap no more
quit rappin, the unquenchable thirst
spilt blood and make wine
when we fall and it feels like fallin off
strut cuz we walk with a ball and chain
chicks wanna f-ck any one of us
my nuts hang like pink fuzzy dice in a mustang
these nuts, quit squeezin
and better ease up ‘for i seize up what the fe-huck

dedicated to all whose who never had a plan
or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close
to a bad end, like chuckles said
what better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude

sorry
i’ve been awol it’s like school sleepy head noddin
reach me, right behind the eight ball stall the label
forgot eating in favor of grandiose themes
and the dream’s still to keep grand pianos in the hall
mega wallies cheebie suede, inebriated from clouds
what is love like haddaway, still uptown
sat-rday night style, broken lifestyle
helmetless cyclists going down hills like
we might rescue e.t. it doesn’t say i sold ten thou
on my cv, sometimes i gotta look around
and ask bullsh-t jobs do i need these?
then i kick my boss’s -ss, rip the tie off and fly off
virus in the mp3s, hopefully
they wreck your bios you little pirates, poppin off
i just inebriated you with your nakamas
and knocked you off like davidoff

dedicated to all whose who never had a plan
or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close
to a bad end, like chuckles said
what better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude

so let the wheels spin it’s the real thing, we wear
sneakers and she wears heels, party right here
this is your year, do it
for those who can’t afford to be there, you had bad dreams
i have bad reality son
don’t flatter me , anatomy of a mc
rap like i just sweet talked your girlfriend
they fantasize, stealing a rhyme’s like cheating
on you wife, living the archetype
get you high for some studio time
just vibe, do you feel alive?
feel free to compromise let the weed
and the hashish caramelize, got portable lives
wherever we ride, we ride
it’s like time is my mistress, drama’s my b-tch
the rhymes is hand written like an mc’s will
keep the raps nice cuz real life doesn’t rhyme
days go bye, something seems right
nothing feels real if it doesn’t k!ll for entertainment
break the seal, pull back the cellophane
on a champagne blunt wrap, they forgot where the love at
can’t allow that, why worry your head like a hung jury
i’ma be out, interrupted your free style
it’s cool i forgive you, just a tribute

dedicated to all whose who never had a plan
or whose random moves spiraled slowly to a close
to a bad end, like chuckles said
what better way to spend money than good food and nice threads dude

- the jonesz lyrics

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