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1. |
Go
05:08
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See me coming through
Put in 200% everything I do
Asking for a chance but,
All they did was shut door
Mamas always told me work had what you want for
And get it,
By any means
I’ve been rapping since about my early teens
Fitted caps were cool,
Rocking my denim jeans
It was all love and fun
Now my future looks bright like rays from the sun
People wondering,
Whose this new kid with a super nice flow
And delivery that’s special?
Punchlines hard and I never go gentle
Music from the heart, soul and mind all mental
I see space now I'm filling a gap
With superiority from all this musical crap
And police brutality is known for killing us black
Afro hair, dark skin looking like Cinnamon Jack
At times my thoughts are silly,
My dreams are wack
But at the end of the day,
My aim’s to be intact
To try and eat me some cheddar like dinar,
No Iraq
The apple of my eye I need a bite like Mac
The flow so mean so scary
Cos I was told that water no get enemy
A go getter,
I fight till my hands get dirty
I always watch my back,
I’m always battle ready
The champ is here and I’m the one you’ve all been waiting for
Representing country code 234,
And 44
You should think about it
I be in the kitchen cooking yams and imma king alright it…
Does sound very familiar
Just your neighbourhood boy,
How peculiar
I try to leave a mark,
That no vacuum Henry
Can remove and make me feel good like Halle Berry would
I’ve always prayed for a chance to meet her
So I can tell those double Ds it’s really nice to meet ya
I was like Billy you the man after monster ball
Swordfish,
007 I recall
I be climbing up mountains, breaking every wall
When you at the top enemies wanna see you fall
I used a Bible, holy water, a cross
Just to pray for the people cos I’m spitting out cannonballs
My delivery hot like dragon fireballs
All I hear is sirens and triple 9 calls
Belly of the beast I can phantom it out
Bars of illusion,
They can’t figure it out
So I swear to God
This is the realest shit I ever wrote
When you have it,
You cannot be the type to gloat
All that yapping and jabbing,
All I see is loat
Smooth Criminal moving silently in my coat
Then I bought a piano
Started making beats making people saying woh!
Yes I got the Midas touch,
The music sound like gold
So I swear on the Bible,
The truth all told
So now I sit back to watch it all unfold
Building up my house of cards under wood so cold
Made me a platform,
Mentallydisorderedit
For the sounds I make so people can listen all to it
I respect a man grindin’ for his family,
Sticking to his words
Searching for opportunities
To be a better man,
That’s what I try to be
So when I die I can leave the world with pedigree
Yeah,
I’m way up,
I’m way up!
So blessed they tryna hurt me with a pay cut
So blessed I always smile when I wake up
Ball so hard I’m never missing a lay up
And that represents everything I do
Seed of my labour I plant the fruit coming through
I look up to the sky and it’s blue
One day a sign of hope or it’s hue
Confidence is high
I be spending it
I don’t need change because I’m too legit to quit
I can always write bar after bar
Working on my freestyles skills to get me far
But someday I hope I be killing it
Watching vids of Kendrick Lamar,
And Em killing shit
Imma student of the game as I watch and learn
The hunger to the best is what I yearn
So eating pasta bolognaise is my concern
I’m Frank Underwood,
Y’all are Michael Kern
That’s to rapper fellas that be smoking sherm
Thinking that they’re cool but to me you’re just a dirty germ
At times I ask myself,
Why I do this?
The love and the passion,
For the music
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
“Go!”
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
“Go!”
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
Shoutouts to Peanut Butter Wolf
Lunar Props
Lunar Props EP
Thank you for this amazing track
I’ve always wanted to rap on this,
Yeah!
Then I woke up on a chilly night a voice in my head speaking to me…
It said “Go”
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2. |
2 In 1 (feat. Jides)
03:36
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Like I’m riding in the 2 in 1
Come and catch me if you fit enough son
Cos I’m living life fast
Fulfilling all my dreams gotta go farther
No time to waste,
Go home or go harder
So that when I die,
I know I have no regrets
Don’t wanna be an age,
No cigarettes
Where I shoulda done this and do that
So I’m snapping at lyrical bars like KitKat
Shooting pass the sky into the stars like click clack
Fuck the limits I break,
I hit back
Lamborghini dreams I want that 2 in 1
Working very hard so all my goals can be done
Negative energy don’t bring to me I want none
But to your girl you can bring yourself hun
Riding in the 2 in 1,
Catch me in the 2 in 1
Live fast, die young
A man of my word or I live by the pun
Like I’m in the lambo,
Scissors doors,
Yellow roof,
Two seater,
Girl by my side and you can see us
Riding in the 2 in 1
Young and having fun
Living life on the edge no schemin’
Riding in the 2 in 1,
Catch me in the…
Oh shit, oh no
The haters on my tail damn not the poh poh
They hating on a nigga like a nigga don’t know
The feds circling damn a nigga won’t go
Haters are bitches and that shit I can’t rate
Police discriminate don’t judge a dish by its plate
Talk behind my back but then smile to my face
Imma let the bro go ahead explain his case…
Oh shit!
Me and my g be cooking work in the kitchen
Beats and bars are the work that we’re flipping
There’s no defeating me when I spit man
Lyrical bars with a kick like Liu Kang
Live fast, die young
My nigga live it
You want that nice shit my nigga go out there and get it
I’m motivated to get mine and live life
Need a bad b
Caramel with them thick thighs
(Woooh)
I like your girl nigga,
And she grab stick
Sucking mine with the same lips she kissed her man with
My plan to stack right
Look good and live life
No jokers can stop this dawn on a dark night
Keep my circle tight,
That’s how I like it fam
The team certi ah
And we got a plan
We have to make it,
I can’t lie g
We can’t lose my nigga
This shit is unlikely
Live fast, die young
A man of my word or I live by the pun
Like I’m in the lambo,
Scissors doors,
Yellow roof,
Two seater,
Girl by my side and you can see us
Riding in the 2 in 1
Young and having fun
Living life on the edge no schemin’
Riding in the 2 in 1,
Catch me in the 2 in 1
(Catch me in the 2 in 1)
(Catch me in the 2 in 1)
I be riding in the 2 in 1
(I be riding in the 2 in 1)
(I be riding in the 2 in 1)
You can catch me in the 2 in 1
(You can catch me in the 2 in 1)
(You can catch me in the 2 in 1)
I be riding in the 2 in 1
(I be riding in the 2 in 1)
(I be riding in the 2 in 1)
You can catch me in the 2 in 1
(You can catch me in the 2 in 1)
(You can catch me in the 2 in 1)
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3. |
Coronation
02:53
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Yeah,
I was watching Coronation Street the other day and went…
Imma sample this
I hope ITV don’t sue my arse for this one
Hahaha
Yeah,
I welcome you into my coronation
Have a listen and come enjoy this celebration
All the love and support,
And participation
Making me a king cos all I receive is glorification
Now I’m sitting on that throne
On that comfty chair
And now I understand the reason why I should be here
I know myself,
Know my worth that’s what people fear
I don’t even see failure I’m not even near
(Hmm)
I always look forward,
I don’t see my rear
The music touching souls like
When you let that one tear dropping down your face when in misery or in despair
(Jheeze)
Then when you making profit people want a share
Deep fried friends like junk bad for your health and care
The ones who reject you now want to accept you
People you don’t know claiming that they know you
(Uh)
But that is what I pray for
Elevated from the 1st to the 8th floor
The sign of success,
Yes I’m through the door
When everything I makes turns to gold found within its core
(Hmm)
I welcome you into my coronation
Celebrating a very very special occasion
Mentallydisorderedit,
A musical invasion
Built on dreams made at home in my accommodation
The words show my passion,
Show my dedication
Like I’m in the 2 in 1 to get to my location
So I’m speeding to the crown like I damaged my teeth to fix the smile,
So profound
Dream chasing the money,
When I fall to ground
Not only do I stand but you hear it from the sound
Coming from every direction that means Jigi is around
You the pussy, we the dog sounding hound
Tryna get my pockets fatter so I’m weighing on em pounds
The father, the son,
And the spirit all protecting me
Envy eyes preeing even friends become your enemy
(Hmm)
They sad I murder tracks like I felony
They mad cos I’m making good melody
So if I slip,
A snitch would try and tell on me
But I stay victorious and winning taste so melony
I welcome you into my coronation
Have a listen and come enjoy this celebration
All the love and support,
And participation
Making me a king cos all I receive is glorification
Now I’m sitting on that throne
On that comfty chair
And now I understand the reason why I should be here
I know myself,
Know my worth that’s what people fear
(Hmm)
I don’t even see failure I’m not even near
I always look forward,
I don’t see my rear
The music touching souls like
When you let that one tear dropping down your face when in misery or in despair
(Jheeze)
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James Buckland
James Buckland
James Buckland
I fucked your bitch,
I’m James Buckland
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
What, what, what,
I get bare gyal
What, what,
I get bare girls nigga
Don’t like me but your girl likes niggas
Ask her where she’s getting that blown back nigga
(Madness)
Me and the squad deep deep inside the building
Wanna try the python, wanna drink all of my children
(Madness)
She like the way uh, uh,
The way I swag with it
Heard how I put it down,
How I’m mad with it
(Madness)
Big Sexy
And I’m a real g
I like your girl nigga,
Damn man she filthy
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
Black James Bucky,
Black James Bucky
I say one word your girl wanna fuck me
I mean the whole time she was stuntin’ man
Like I got a man, girl just for game
You won’t regret it
You won’t forget it
I mean my dick game be ???
I mean my stroke game be ???
Beat the pussy up and then call the medic
Told your broad I’m the future baby yeah young nigga move that dope
And your man is a fuck boy yeah young nigga drop that soap
I was like let’s get shit cracking
No time for a lackin’
No time for a chatting
Pussy popping, booty clapping
All while I was dabbing
Woo
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
Yes it’s Jigijay and I be smashing girls all day (all day)
Got two girls on my dick ménage a trois,
Si’l vous plait? (vous plait)
Dick like the Eiffel Tower (bitch) got your bitch calling me bae
(Bitch)
I get different girls,
(Bitch)
All around the globe okay
(Okay, okay!)
I’m talking British, American (yep), Austrian and Brazilian (yep)
Spanish, Asian (yep), Latino and African (yep)
Like Barack Obama (Obama)
Yes we can and we pray (We pray)
I’m fucking like James Buckland
(Buckland x7)
A new girl everyday
Oh my God!
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch
I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland (woo)
Don’t believe me I probably fucked your cousin
I fucked your bitch I look like James Buckland
It’s MC Buckhammer here on the mic
Now boys and girls let’s get this right
I’m the big deal,
I’m the new rage
...
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5. |
Enroute Accession
02:49
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Yeah,
When I first made the beat I didn’t know what to say
I be making sounds and music men
You just have to acknowledge it
Leaving you with bumps
Make you call your dermatologist
Mentallydisorderedit
I’m too legit to quit
You can call the paramedics when the music hits your feet
You can hear Jigijay when you listen to the beat
Gives you pleasure for your ears cos the music is a treat
I do not see defeat
Sasquatch with the socks on
Very soon they’ll say I sold my soul
Low on groupon
Groupie hoes now do anything for a coupon
Suck a homies dick with or without a suit on
Barney Stinson flow,
Like how I met your mother bitch
Dying for the paper so their bank accounts are filthy rich
I wonder what’s the point
When you can’t even enjoy the shit
Working 9 to 5 for an obituary poster hit
I be feeling funny
Like Chris Rock funny
The type that makes you feel pains right inside your tummy
The type that makes you feel a little like your stomach’s runny
Hosting at the Oscars
Stacey Dash looking bummy
At times I feel sunny cos I’m doing what I love and know how to do
Like getting OBE in a Jimmy Choo
Like Stevie on a job with an Apple too
Wonders you can never see in time like it’s fallen through
But patiently I’m waiting cos I know God’s plan for me
From Go to 2 in 1,
To your bish loving me
So what am I supposed to do?
Just lay there and wait
Or be the predator for when the prey has caught the bait
It’s a very cold March so I’m sitting in my baja
With my suitcase in a pub downing on a Carling Lager
I’m not a beer drinker and I get that from my father
But when I do refreshingly perfect is the martyr
Recognition is like appetiser waiting for the starter
Men I be sending them messages out
Looking Hermes with my Adidas Jeremy Scott’s
I be feeling all the heat,
Damn mercury out
I be feeling all the pressure,
Damn the gauges are out
Making tunes so the people can be singing em out
But still waiting for the voices that could give me a shout
That can listen to the music and can figure it out
Understand the lyrics and make my career go sprout
What I’m saying is I suffer from a listener drought
For the money, time and effort,
I feel like I deserve more
Martin Luther King dreams,
The darkness in my skin core
Heck I don’t care,
Imma even try and open door
To be the first black man with his face carved in Rushmore
Hol’ up I was kidding,
They tell me it’s impossible
Ethan Hunt flow,
The mission’s Kim Possible
The scent of success I want as my new fragrance
Heard through the grapevine it takes time to get chance
So my ears have a taste of fruit of my labour
Giving birth to pineapples and mangoes out of favour
Supreme head judge now the case is closed
Like I’m holding out a ransom on a hostage disclosed
But when paid let free like my feelings exposed
And I’m done
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6. |
Latte (feat. Einahpets)
03:57
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Shimmy Shimmy now
My presence is a gift that you can barely come around
Prolly in your neighbourhood,
Somewhere in your town
The caffeine so addictive is what represent the sound
My skin dark coffee but the taste so espresso with the milky form
Cremé de la cremé now they sipping on this latte
Latte
Latte
Your girl on my dick want this latte
See me, see me now
Putting out the music Jigi has been making how?
Didn’t know that he rapped, made beats how he do that shit?
Cos he made a few good tracks he think he the shit
I need to lay it down,
Like I said I’m too legit to quit
Enroute Accession with that funky soul jazzy hit
The same girl that be out lately talking shit
Behind my back when she really wanna suck this dick
Oh no!
Why don’t you mind your business now?
Holding on my Johnson worshipping it like a crown
Smiling to my face you’re looking silly like a clown
Pretending to be someone else when people are around
Full of lies
With that pointy nose now looking like Pinocchio
When I make it and you call to drink my kids I’d be like cheerio
Latte
Latte
Your girl sucking my dick drinking my latte
Shimmy Shimmy now
My presence is a gift that you can barely come around
Prolly in your neighbourhood,
Somewhere in your town
The caffeine so addictive is what represent the sound
My skin dark coffee but the taste so espresso with the milky form
Cremé de la cremé now they sipping on this latte
Latte
Latte
Your boy on my dick want this latte
Merry go round like a carousel party
With the way some fellas talking
Stay scheming with their stalking
Fake leaning when they’re walking
Pretending what they not to be
Sipping on my latte with their legs crossed comfortably
Cos homie I just do me chasing green like say go
Enjoying on my latte so Costa like Diego
I’m not the type to just be playing games like Nintendo
I rest my case like sirens going wii-u from the poh poh
Thinking they can do better,
I tell em they just below
Imma g like dot double zero one kilo
I like to keep my private life away,
On the d-low
Kinda hard to find like you’re searching for Nemo
Now you’re looking like Defoe
Y’all Jermaines
To the town I send you with these bars,
Y’all are lames
And that’s for all the fellas hating burn in flames
Jigijay is like the sun you can’t protect with the frames
Einahpets huh!
Big movements, big things, making real waves
You know that Kanye said niggas is the new slaves
Didn’t Kanye know that niggas is the real slaves?
Ain’t addicted to bottle pushing or dollar flipping
I’m addicted to that milky stuff I can’t stop sipping
Imma make it real simple for you right now
If I don’t get the latte,
Then imma flip out
On some Kanye shit,
You gon’ see me wyl out
If you’re not fucking with latte then your life is a mess
Standard procedure knock you out with my flow,
God bless
Call me wack, mad gassed, all helium
Non-toxic but my melanin still killing em
Skin looking like coffee,
Real niggas stay winning
Milky milky, yeah I’m milky yeah I’m sexy right
Bet you and your damn bitch wanna take a ride (I said!)
Bet you and your damn bitch wanna take a ride (I said!)
Skin exquisite you could probably call me coco queen
Got this greatness from my ma,
Yeah her flow was mean
Take a sip from this latte,
And imma having you tripping
Your girl calling up like papi why you always dipping?
We on some Erykah Badu shit (Badu shit)
But if you cross the line then imma have to lose it (lose it)
Imma real cereal killer no lucky charms
So if Egbedi don’t trust you imma come well armed
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah)
Shimmy Shimmy now
My presence is a gift that you can barely come around
Prolly in your neighbourhood,
Somewhere in your town
The caffeine so addictive is what represent the sound
My skin dark coffee but the taste so espresso with the milky form
Cremé de la cremé now they sipping on this latte
Latte
Latte
Your girl on my dick want this latte
Latte
Latte
Your boy on my dick want this latte
Latte
Latte
Your girl on my dick want this latte
Latte
Latte
Your boy on my dick want this latte
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7. |
Eyes on the Prize
02:28
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Baby girl,
I’ve been watching you
I can’t wipe away this frown
Uhh
Searching for the glory on my way to unveiling it soon,
So I pray to keep me wake as I’m kneeling it
Can you see the frame?
Like a picture I be reeling it
Yes it’s Jigijay with the flow and I be killing it
Clap a beat up with a kick, yeah I be dealing it
Hard with a pain in your chest,
You’ll be feeling it, everywhere
Go against me and you’ll be sealing it
Your loss would be one that need meds to be healing it
For all the damage I bring,
Eyes on the prize and all I see is kaching
Lord on the mic and I need is the ring,
My precious,
I’m searching like Google all you niggas are Bing
Left the fro though for a dreaded hair thing
But very soon imma chop it on some Aragorn thing
I need a break from these flows I be spitting
These rhymes that I’ve written
The bars I set are overhead,
Like your ceiling
Hurting on some feelings,
Like stub on a pinky toe
If you don’t understand me then there’s something bout me you should know
Gimli with the axe, you can smell it when I spray
All these words from my lips so I kill em with a slay
And I do this day to day,
Mentallydisorderedit
Serving all these niggas like food when you order it
Can I get a number 13?
Novak Djokovic
Rafael winning on em Cassius Clays
Rest in peace Ali, stinging niggas like rays,
Charles, I can’t see nothing but my own ways
Phonies lead you wrong,
Then blame it on the alcohol
Sly as a fox unchained
Tarantino with the shots when directing my flames
I be spitting like a dragon burning all you lames
Who don’t wanna see me live good, eat good, dress alright
A bad taste that can ruin my appetite
So I don’t feel sunny,
I don’t feel delight
Like my skin turning orange I don’t feel all right because
Orange is the new black
Police still kill my brothers though
Turn a Jaffar Cake into a blacked out Oreo
Treated like cattle in a Texas rodeo
This a travesty Scott,
Our life is all we got
On a brighter note,
I’m working hard for the mula yo
In the corner swimming so deep,
Into the yogurt yo
This is my time,
I can see it on my Casio
Waiting for the countdown,
Like Jigi is about to blow
Dreams of Rachel Riley chilling with me in my patio
(Dum dum, dum dum, dum dum dum dum, dum)
Yeah,
Everyday all time, 24 to your 7 yeah I’m gon shine
If I got a problem yeah I handle mine,
I never run,
I put my spine on the line
Like a medium rare steak dish sipping fine wine
With a girl pretty face and a fat behind
Dining with the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit,
All three of y’all like pine
Basically what I’m saying is I’m gon grind
Got my focus on the glory yeah, I’m gon find
I never quit, yeah I never resign
The architect, of my life I design
Yeah!
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8. |
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There are some lines that express your philosophy,
I don’t know if you remember them and all but you…
Oh I remember that I said…
(Let’s hear)
This is what it is okay, I said…
“Empty your mind
Be formless, shapeless, like water
You put water into a cup, it becomes the cup
You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle
You put it into a teapot, it becomes the teapot
Now water can flow or it can crash
Be water, my friend”
Cool, calm, collected,
Jigjay stay steady
Ali flow,
Rumble in the jungle, all ready
Cos there ain't no competition
Oh hell yeah I said it
Tryna pipe up to me,
And I dead it
With the flow and my delivery,
Two one two,
Hit you with my punchlines like what you gon do?
Super indestructible amazing hottest lyricist
So I be spittin fire balls don't mess with me I do insist
Super sized D your sis, mother, aunty can't resist
Searching for the lollipop so they can give it loads of licks
Nike Air Jordans men,
You ain't messin with my kicks that I lay on beats,
I'm coming through with the heat
So get the hell out my kitchen
I'm good like when you eating on some seasoned jerk chicken
I'm good like when you reject an offer from a bidding
I'm just too good
I got the white skater boys all screaming dude
Oh yeah,
Jigijay with the flow and I be killing it
Slice you with my claws like Wolverine disintegrating it
Lay my lyrics down like playing cards when you dealing it
Jordan when I ball,
I’m the key banana peeling it
Chasing all the paper talking money for the debit
The universal language talk,
You understand it when I walk
Talking with your girl we converse like Chuck Taylor
Leave her wet like mayday,
Jetsam from the sailor
And I ain't even interested, with people talking shit to me
Filter all the bullshit from the real shit carefully
Underneath my level they ain't nowhere next to me
Sitting on the throne,
Playing on my crown gently
And I do this from the heart,
Hear the passion in my voice
Like Neo in the Matrix I'm the one the only choice
Rip the beat like lion food
Red raw bloody flesh
It's all over feel the pain in your chest uh
I do it for the culture
I’ll be like blues with the clues to the truth in the booth
You can say I was a ultra
An extremist,
The meanest demeanour
Only thing bigger than my ego is my penis
I mean have you seen it
You must be think imma narcissist
But really I’m an arsonist
Bring rappers to the slaughter house
And roast a couple carcasses
Now answer this…
How is Jermz putting in minimal effort?
With niggas still receiving pepper
Coming like Berbatov of the game
So treat me like Birdman put respect on my name
Ain’t none of you fucking with my kitana and lyrics
I swing a sword like Jack and I’m owning your spirit
I got the Midas touch, yours is more acrylic
I got bullets for cynics ballistics for critics
And I still ain’t finished
I reload and replenish
I’m squeezing your spot until there’s no blemish
I relish a challenge but this is getting boring now
Niggas talk jibberish and put their all in now
Broke boys acting like they are balling now
But their still broke though,
Niggas think they can cope but there’s no hope though
I’m super soaking these hoes
Joey Bad leaving no hope for these hoes
Leaving no hope for these hoes
The swag I kill you can even tell by these clothes
The talk I walk fake niggas what I dispose
A few homies in my circle where I disclose
Attacking the beat like cardiac make the heart stop pumping
Pump it up, no Budden, eating on good pumkin
Halloween flow,
Haters know the thought of it scary
Jigijay succeeding chilling on the alps with Halle Berry
Head resting on those double ds
Like hello, how you doing?
Can you handle these?
Nuts like squirrels
Oh wow,
So excited think I'm coming like uhhh plow
For the belt, my competition all seeing defeat
Hold the title with my opponents kissing my feet
All I did was work hard
All I did was go
Jigi always getting better keep it real everyday that's for sure
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9. |
HAL 9000
04:25
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Grind all day
Hustle for the paper all time, all day
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Working so hard all night, all day
Yeah!
Grindin' all day,
Just to earn a small cheque that they call pay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting no rest on that bed that you lay
That's what I hear people say...
A life that I don't want for me
Having only crumbs from the bread like monopoly
Getting no sleep on that bed that you lay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Dying on the job
That's the life that I don't want for me
I just wanna chill living life comfortably
Working till I’m 60 for a pension that's so off for me
I just want a good life is that so hard to want for me
Modern day slavery, working till our hands bleed nope
And the system selling dreams so we all just hope
Praying to our gods for change, but I just can't cope
Searching answers from the Imam and Catholic Pope
Waiting on that white dove, like serving bar soap
Now I understand the reason why a homie slang dope
Put his life on the line like he hung it from rope
Touchy feely for the money like grope
Life so hard you can see the pain and suffering right through ones eye
Red when they see like water next to Egypt close to die
Grind your whole life for a man that is on top of you
Working overtime for a pay that undervalues you
Grindin' all day,
Just to earn a small cheque that they call pay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting no rest on that bed that you lay
That's what I hear people say...
A life that I don't want for me
Having only crumbs from the bread like monopoly
Getting no sleep on that bed that you lay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
That's what I hear people say...
Go to school and get you a degree
I done it ain't no problem testing me
I use mine as a safety net in case my dreams don't make enough p
I have some place to fall safely
That ain't a problem
My issue is not chasing all your dreams when you got em
My issue is, settling for less when you got em
My issue is the system that we in...
Making life for us a bloody pyramid scheme
Like they rather see us die than give the knowledge to succeed
Keep the secrets to they self to watch a brother cause a scene
So they don't have to tell us all the truth they have within
On some Space Odyssesy, HAL 9000 shit
Yeah
From that silver spoon people want a bite
But why selfish when you can share the light
Lean when I walk like sipping dirty sprite
Cos I know my future heavy from this work I put in early in my life
Grindin' all day,
Just to earn a small cheque that they call pay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting no rest on that bed that you lay
That's what I hear people say...
A life that I don't want for me
Having only crumbs from the bread like monopoly
Getting no sleep on that bed that you lay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
All I wanna do is eat good everyday,
So I'm spending all my money on a plate that can provide for me,
All the different type of things I want I need
So I never suffer till I'm walking on my knees
Want to provide for myself and my family
The ones I care about homie and that's my primary
So my focus on the game like a ring that's what I'm married to
Preaching motivation for the kids that's what I ought to do
I wanna hear people say,
How great that it feels that they living good today
Don't get me wrong,
I ain't saying do not get a job
Just make sure that you happy doing what you love
And I ain't fully there, so I pray to God above
Waiting for the blue skies from the grey above
Yeah,
Oh my God, Oh my God
Oh my God,
Oh my God,
Oh my God!
Grindin' all day,
Just to earn a small cheque that they call pay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting no rest on that bed that you lay
That's what I hear people say...
A life that I don't want for me
Having only crumbs from the bread like monopoly
Getting no sleep on that bed that you lay
HAL 9000 red eye all day
I wanna hear people say,
Grindin' all day,
Doing what I love and earning good pay,
No HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting good rest on that bed that you lay
I wanna hear people say…
A life I've always want for me
Having good slice from the bread, no monopoly
Getting good sleep on that bed that you lay,
No HAL 9000 red eye all day
I wanna hear people say,
Grindin' all day,
Doing what I love and earning good pay,
No HAL 9000 red eye all day
Getting good rest on that bed that you lay
I wanna hear people say…
A life I've always want for me
Having good slice from the bread, no monopoly
Getting good sleep on that bed that you lay,
No HAL 9000 red eye all day
Red eye all day!
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10. |
Joy
03:20
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Look...
I be switching up the flow
With bars I come and spit, and go
Jigi someday you gon blow
Like dynamites up in a ho
I be working on my voice like
Ti La So Fa Mi Re Do
Playing notes on the piano
Ti La So Fa Mi Re Do
Some girls gon be on your dick
Like I just really hate him though
Sipping lattes at the crib
Then gagging on the stick yo
Keep your friends very close,
Keep closer ones you call your foe
So I Stevie Wonder if friends are friends or Willem Dafoe
(God damn, God damn)
So I looked around me and started my search in the south
For people just like me who knows what Jigijay is about
The ones I call my homies as I chill right here on my couch
Came across a couple dickheads, fake roadmen with their pouch
(Blah, blah)
Had a look at the north,
Then I turned to the west
Searched through the east
Jigijay they know is a beast
When I spit the words they know that they can't put me on no leash (ay)
Nobody can test me (ay)
The fire inside unleashed (ay)
(Blah, blah)
So I looked around me and started my search in the south (from the south)
For people just like me who knows what Jigijay is about
The ones I call my homies as I chill right here on my couch
Came across a couple dickheads, fake roadmen with their pouch
(Blah, blah)
Had a look at the north (at the north)
Then I turned to the west (to the west)
Searched through the East (through the east)
Jigijay they know is a beast (God damn)
When I spit the words they know that they can't put me on no leash (God damn, ay)
Nobody can test me (ay)
The fire inside unleashed (ay)
(Blah, blah)
Look around me,
And tell me what you see
A man putting work in his craft, 24/7, 360 (plus 5)
Fly butterfly sting like bee making honey for myself just tasting sweet
Representing all my success,
That I deserve to all degree
(Blah, blah)
So I set my mind to it,
Some gave me doubt (gave me doubt)
As long as i'm happy making music, them 100 listens I care about give me joy (woo)
Cooking tunes like Roy (Yamaguchi)
The sauce I make like soy (woo)
Add the snares in boy!
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
I ride with the same ones that I been known from early
Too much green snakes in the green grass,
But trust that my team certi
I never condone no bullshit,
Or no man riding round dirty
When they see the squaa altogether they know bitches be loving the gang
(…Bitches be loving the gang)
But imma taken man with a plan moving silently so nobody can
Tryna get up in my business or my network
Just kinda like we talking LAN
Cos I know if shit hits the fan the fake leave you solo like we talking Han
Talking yo like we from Japan,
Have you heard what's happened to the man?
The ones that knock you down when you fall,
When you need that helping hand
Quick to talk about when you sink,
Just kinda like we talking sand (God damn)
Cos we chasing all the green, dollars and pounds, euro, naira, yen and rand (God damn)
Imma leave my mark on the top,
Just kinda like we talking land (God damn)
The respect I earned,
Worked hard for the things that I do demand (woo)
Snares on the beat,
Sounding kinda like a marching band (woo)
I'm not hard to please
Just precise with what I want,
Precise with what I need
Like my heart laying here on my sleeve
My joy
Then I looked around me and started my search in the south (in the south)
For people just like me who know what Jigijay is about
The ones I call my homies as I sit right here on my couch
Came across a couple dickheads, fake roadmen with their pouch
(Blah, blah)
Had a look at the north (at the north)
Then I turned to the west (to the west)
Searched through the east (through the east)
Jigijay they know is a beast (God damn)
When I spit the words they know that they can't put me on no leash (God damn, ay)
Nobody can test me (ay)
The fire inside unleashed
(Blah, blah)
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Gift Egbedi II London, UK
Gift Egbedi II is an up and coming music producer and musician in the genre of Hip-Hop and R&B with influences from boom-bap rap, trap, funk, jazz, soul and African tribal/traditional sounds. He is also the founder of Berijogurt, a music platform to showcase his sounds and music made, created and produced ... more
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