Frank Dukes - 4pm in Jersey(4pm in Calabasas BNEmix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Majestic] American dream, house in Calabasas In South Jers, me and Taz be laughing Like if we never reached it, wouldn't it be tragic Vault full of j**els, that never will be cla**ics Gold plated diamonds adorned on the necklace No future wives, so the men acting reckless All these other rappers, would they act helpless If they were trapped, in the city of the selfish Me & Taz cruising in the dead end When these jealous fools gonna find a dead end 2 Live Crew, into two dead men Rest in Peace 2 Gunnz, we carry on in his stead The car ever janky, I can not trust it Keep in your mind with what you're intrusted Tire blown out, but we cannot rush it Always going wrong from lack of discussion No outlet from the road And I need a code, to charge up my phone Google maps, to navigate to home Cause the lines are blurred, leaving us alone The map is full of the black ink Wash your hands now, evidence up in that sink Dirty the water, so all of us can't drink Only one can make it, is that what you damn think God Damn, yall be clueless Ain't a diss, it's just the shoe fits I've had beef, you know I do it Go ahead and talk, with loose lips Crabs in the barrel, all you crabs up in a barrel Wish me well like Christmas Carols Wish me well like I was Pharoah [Commentary 1: Taz] Whoa! Majestic is back, on a track! With that n***a Taz so y'all know what time it is man Taz the Prince! It's been a while since I used that one Taz the Prince! One more time, for good measure.(huh) [Verse 2: Taz] *Written* Said, it's 4pm in Jersey bout to do a n***a dirty I hit yo girl dog, but she's saying that she curved me Swallow like Kirby, I'll go with the hook reference You stay waitin', you stay baitin', but who you catchin' *Freestyle* Never I, leave you high and dry All that fishing you doing, man asking why Hanging from hooks Man you know I bang by the book Everybody say they taking it But n***a you shook Like them, ones Back when Mobb Deep was in it Oh my God, man we deep up in it Deep in trenches Stop it, cause we go ahead and wear them trench coats And everybody get zipped up, it's cut throat n***as really f** with God, but you don't Want none of this, cause I spit so cold (oh) Like coal, so hard when I be spittin A diamond could come from the rough You know that I be rippin Oh ripping these pussies, ripping these kittens Freestylin, that n***a he on a mission Freestylin, that n***a do it he did it Stop playing, you know that my n***as with it Oh, they hittin him out his fit it Shout out to Mike, punching him out his fit it Shout out to Mook, n***as know that we with it If I tell the n***as move then you know they on mission(rippin) [Commentary 2: Majestic] Hold up, hold up, hold up!(gasp) Y'all don't know this motherf**er just freestyled Off of his/the first four bars of his f**ing verse man Alright we gotta play that back for them Taz. Cause they gotta know the fire you got when you're f**ing writing man It's Majestic the producer, I'm back from retirement Let's get, Saint Matthew, Whoa! [Verse 3: Taz] So, it's 4pm in Jersey bout to do a n***a dirty I hit yo girl man, but she's saying that she curved me Swallow like Kirby, I'll go with the hook reference You stay waitin', you stay baitin', but who you catchin' You can't expose me, I've got nothing to hide All that fishing you doing, gonna leave you high and dry Your mama asking why, man like my n***a All that leaking you doing, gonna make you die quicker But really, n***a really it could go either way Your girl love to play games I switched that sh** to multiplay I'm so divine that she snapped She couldn't, cope today I hid the Vine from the Snap You losing, rope today Using multi metaphors Kirby, curvin, multiplay You, keep her on fleek, buying her treats But you can catch her in the bathroom, clicking with me So if you catch the flick, know it wasn't for you to see But, my body perfect it deserves to be polarized f**ing cold My n***as out here k**ing so and so's You n***as out here trying to sell your souls Guess we got different goals Never tasting defeat, keep them on tippy toes Now how far can this go, man only heaven knows Man only heaven knows I'm the God and you know I got the God flow