Lyrics:
jones
"You'll be loved by the millions
And great at your task
But no one will see who is under the mask
Cover your face, Mr jones, my dear
It's hot
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
[1 - Lil' Kim]
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm
to swerve us
Now they giving us courage
Like get it Jones, get it, explicit, explicit
Baby girl I'm on a mission, you ain't a part of that mission
Can't be
froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
know? Yeah you did; there it was, there it is
"Is that Coolio?" Naw bitch, let me in
Jibba-jabba snatcher get at ya, spit at actors & rappers
Hang
Trying to keep this hot shit
At a low speed
And if you don't know about it
Then it's low-key
I get it I get it I'm losing my mind God is my witness I'm
a collective hunch
Whatever you want the truth to be, simply fool the masses
Attack them mentally with tools of power like the Masters
Get em in elementary
Hoes call me za cause I'm blunt bitch
Don't get caught up in your mind gotta lock in
Spaxe finna was tweak out
Jones had lock in
Lock on my heart
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means
Yeah we getting it by any means
I'm doing so well I'm starting to get enemies
I'm really
out
It's a day to day thing
Same old prob'
Don't know what I'm gonna do, Lord
Make me wanna holler
My first name ain't Howard
My last name ain’t Jones
to double (know that price)
Now if you don't change your mind, change your grind
Don't get caught in the facade, don't get caught up on a charge
(Don't be
Beat drops and I try to
Get a clap goingBlank stares
Like these kids have never seen a rap show
This is Yale
Guess they've never seen a rap show
If I
you so incognito
And she wanna come back to mi casa
But the closest she'll get is this migos
Girl ima Don need some Julio
Catching bodies like Jones
the return of Grateful
Frolic in the snow, so playful
And revivin' the track like we flowin' through jumper cables
What duo, you know, get XXL kudos
While
On the, DJ tip I'm like savoir-faire
'Cause you can probably find me anywhere
I'm the best from West, I'm the beast from the East
I'm the old school,
Blige
When it's poppin' like this, you can't be a coward
Shorty freaks fuckin' beats like Adina Howard
My squad is hard, with players,
Alrighty then
You knew we'd fuck
It's one of those songs
You know you're stuck
Red bull time
If you're tired like a truck
Cuz the night is young
And with
and breaking
Cats like they're wood
Should get going, if I was you I'd be gone
Cause we'll be coming around the mountain to
Drag your ass through the fog
Can't
the fee
He get stuffed
In a locker
Like Davey Jones
You gotta
Show em extra strength
When they dont think
You strong
Just like cB said
Gotta put that
dump, triggas get pulled, i dismantled his life
You try and see me in the booth, well stupid nigga you die
You think you've ever been the truth, well
Tell Howard Cosell
You just a commentator, if you get me paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations, you just supposed
shit will get yo ass laid out
I'm Clark Kent
Under dark tint
But you can call me
[Chorus]
Superman
It's a bird, it's a plane
Naw nigga, it's
shit will get yo ass laid out
I'm Clark Kent
Under dark tint
But you can call me
[Chorus]
Superman
It's a bird, it's a plane
Naw nigga, it's
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