Braids - Jodeci (Freestyle) lyrics

Mixed by Sticky & Miguel [Intro] Yeah, Fricky Braids, Flipparacci Collector's Item [Fricky : Verse 1] 25 and I be on my 25th rap single You're 17 yet your new sh** got wrinkles Quite simple, See the flow could make your skin tingle Shorties coming double, don't they wonder why I'm still single ? Never rest 'til I peak at Everest Swear I am better than the best, we getting cheddar till it stretch Critics think am outta raps , flows could bring Osama back Gave the game my heart and what it gave me was a heart attack sh** is getting crazy Even in my Prime, see the Odd is still against me And then I peep these rappers people hype The only time they rock the stage would prolly be on Nino's night I mean I'm k**ing mics and swear to God, we started well We started kicking lyrics from around the time the towers fell And I ain't fazed from this hate I'm getting Find me in the booth counting paper like December 7 (yes Lord) [Bridge] Jodeci's back You b**hes screamin' like Jodeci's back I call the front desk for condoms, she's sayin' they ain't got none The way that I'm respondin', she know that we black, n***a (f** you mean you ain't got no condoms) Jodeci's back f**in' hoes like Jodeci's back I paint pictures and flip words n***a woulda thought Def Poetry back [Braids : Verse 2] This is God given, this is spiritual When I appear there's an atmosphere for miracles I bring tears to their eyes am a spectacle Natural, Wish I developed it back in high school Guess I was warming up, playing ball Dreams of the NBA pictured ma name on the wall But I ran up and down the court expecting not to fall Little did I know that taking risk is half the problem solved Do u see me, Do u agree ? Or all you think about is designers, the Louis V Well, all I think about is what matters, reality Hope of a better future, a safer place 4 you and me So we'll take it slow, one step at a time While I focus on ma flow until am ready to climb n***as frown when we around, but ooh the ladies love the sound I put ma heart and soul , God I hope I made you proud (Amen) [Flippa : Verse 3] Still got money on mind Still got a dream, still gotta grind Still say a prayer every morning when I rise Mr preacher tell Jesus I'm still waiting for that sign Got a hunch that racci is back Still k**ing sh** like the Nazis in fact Still kicking flows like karate on tracks Flow dope , It's like my pen is on crack I'm making moves on this chess board ,Life is a chess game Tell me what u stress for, the devil yelling check mate There's only one king on this side You're just pawns like the type of movie momma despise Let karma decide ,I let the drama decline I ain't made it till I hear mr Obama recite My lines Like a kid in the nursery, n***a You n***as should retire like a 70's n***a I mean u rap like u 70, n***a Ur pen on pension my verse is vexing I'm blessed and the verse sound heavenly n***a Only family is the brothers breaking bread with me n***a Rappers still tripping like cargo Ahead of them all like Villagio Cuz everybody got the same style yo Do the math I'm a problem like Stargo I'm David when I write songs Future looking like God left his highlights on I'm tryna succeed victory take a smell I don't smoke weed how would I take an L Without these bars how would y'all stay in jail Lock you thoughts in a cell, A prisoner of conscious On a beat I'm a beast I'm a monster Each line I rhyme is a bridge to a stanza Only have sit downs with stand up Guys, tell my pops I see I in his eyes Yo, Fricky we the truth like a lie in disguise Tell Braids keep his eye on the prize And yeah I'm bringing poetry back Shakespeare with grey hair I coulda saved the game if I ever ghost wrote for D Black So gritty Kof-City's where I'm notably at