InI - Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix) lyrics

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InI - Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix) lyrics

Artist: InI f/ Meccalicious Album: Fakin Jax 12" Song: Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix) [Pete Rock] One two, InI's in the place With the PR, check it out On the Fakin Jax remix For the nine-six, InI with the flavor Lyrically gifted with the rhyme, in due time, will conquer Many rap styles for all you fake rap criminals The captain of the ship, for the nine-six we rip InI and Pete Rock son -- so recognize that sh** We go on and on, check the lyrics to the song No jack moves here Dunn, I'm still number one Put your cap to the back, your phony hardcore raps I'm specializin in funk black (what) I'm ready to attack [Grap Luva] Yeah, enter the minds of young brothers determined To rid the world, of all hip-hop vermin Extermination courtesy of prodigal sons collectin funds Without the use of handguns, but Be alarmed they'll put a chip in your arm Scenes of a new world make the nuthairs curl for real I wanna put the wicked right on they backs So now is not the time for I to fake the jax Chorus: repeat 4X ("I don't fake jax kid, you know I bring it to you live Thirsty for recognition" - Mobb Deep) [Rob-O] Check it, you thought you'd succeed or progress Livin for material things but it's obvious You go to extremes in the process Accuse others, when it's you showin your true colors Busy selling your dreams, but all your cream Contributes to your lack of self-esteem So it would seem, but every day of the week, you act different Every word that you speak, it's twisted, check it Fronting what, you love to perform But when the crowd's gone, word is bond, you get your murk on Is this the real definition of what a snake is Politikin makin papers, but check it It didn't work with the fake a** smirk See the meek shall inherit the earth, for what it's worth So turn around cause you backwards, you heard what the facts was You fakin jax son, it's like that Chorus [Ras G] You're worth lead if you can't bring home the cake to get the youths fed We used to harvest now it's work instead So, to get ahead to hit the nail on the head, it's hard work Cause America jerks, takin tax and perps out the check So father sweats from workin for the next Just to connect, so man listen A comfortable position's what I'm after So all the while, I'm preparin myself to meet the master It can't wait for the outcome, from moves you made It seemed very evident your style was kind of hesitant Inferior, now you starin at superior In a fix in the mix with no tricks So what now? As I raise the eyebrow You're beefin like a cow you wanna get the know-how But what's next, usually the gun pow And that's far from real, because respect's the deal [Meccalicious] Hold it down, represent, f** that Live your life, get bent, movement Across lands and seas, I seen the evergreen leaves Note free from everyday footsteps Wild the heavens and get held back, got us on they hostile Acting wild, to civilize in the do or die Think about who gets torn out the frame like dames Say it ain't so Shane, all we lose is the propane Push the crowd, squeeze the wack Shatter the thought, taste the line to form with two flies From nights with the get-high, off the talk got my walk Down pat, you scared that the world's flat Degrees, meridians, and equators, perhaps InI and The Creator, is just too lax (fakin no jax) In your pattern, however it happened You'll see me on Saturn, before I fake Jackson's Chorus: fade to end