ahead of me Getting cheddar instead of the probably better pedigree With nicknames, sick games as Rick James Messy games, sci-fi such as Jesse James
techniques they use to find jewels Mine my own mind until I find something that rhymes cool Then hit James on line two tell him to send a track for me
Stop Your Breath It Won't Let You Age Disrespect Me Expect Me To Protect Me And Catch A Case Adress Me As Leather Face Jesse Smith And Wesson James Not
was murdered late last night by the man she wed last year. How could this be? You can't take my best friend away from me These tears I cry, make me
Ain't no sense in you figuring me, I'm just a pebble In the window he got, is bigger than me Watch me shatter while blood spatter, you hear me hey I'm
grow But it gives me neighbor time To steal my love bone I know my baby`s waiting She`s anticipating I`m gonna be connected so Our love can be protected
, drive fast cars, still wear a vest for protection at the bar Smoke me a spliff, talk big shit, never in my life will I ever will slip Don't test me '
of James Brown... Home of Ray Charles... Home of Little Richard, home of Outkast, home of Goodie Mob, home of Camoflauge, home of me One time for 'Jo
seen me through some trials And tribulations and some tears But everybody thinks I'm weird [Verse 2:] Yeah me too Keep a bad chick right near me, too
bad, when I'm talking that negative shit Here we go homie, whip game no doubt 36 going in, 78 coming out Microwave hot, doing three at a time Don't believe me
're just like me. with the rhyme and a beat, I'm a climb til my feet, anytime of the week, everytime I defeat the weak, see y'all creep with me, I'm a
was vacant Except for one vagrant asleep on the pavement We were puzzled. Then the church bell rung And someone shouted ?Stop the Rebellion!? We all ducked and ran for protection
open it up Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt I'm a young hot street flame (Flame) They call me Sweet James, or call me Sir Jones Two hundred
of pay me,(say what?)for my brush, got me stressin wit a Smith an Wesson, never good for rushin in police protect me, ugh, so what's a young nigga
you'll never ever leave me wrong, Now I will yes I will lord, I have decided that I will follow you! James-(Come On everybody put your hands together! Come On!) James
Racisim at an all tyme high and the acodimy fuked up wtf we partyn fo man youll never hear me make no happy jamz, these niggaz love me fo who i am, i
you gotta understand that money is the minds motivation you dig what I'm saying} JReyez Chris Jackson (Ay ya) I'm jz james holla at me man Now have you