Jadakiss - He Goes In Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] I'll tell you this much hip-hop is not dead Change gone come just like Barack said Money, power, respect, like The Lox said You'll be the man of the house, my pops said Now can you picture me rolling like Pac said Do it for the inmates and all of the hotheads Heat the streets up right quick, its all timing Gucci everything, Sierra Leone diamonds Tell you this much [?] This ain't even a rap, it's a controlled substance (Yeah, hold on) (You can curse, You can curse) (Oh I can curse?) [Verse 2] Head-on-head collision, I'm a problem And nobody can solve 'em, I'm long division On the road of success but it's more of a mission They said I would be dead or I was goin to prison Know one of them is certain but the other one isn't I made rare decisions, rock diamonds that impared your vision Even supplied ya'll for years with listen Like I'm just starting but I got years of wisdom Stripes I got n***a, it took years to get em Whenever you see him notice his same peers is with him He destroys tracks the minute he hears the rhythm Not only a hell of a flow but his ears forbidden And if you think this is a ring tone, yea you kiddin Fifty thousand records sold, right yea you kiddin It was his time to go he ain't care who did em Didn't appreciate life and got aired for living PCP by the liter, good cheeba Sergios tech sweat suits, good Adidas The j**els is invincible that we was suppose to get from them Use to send them to the store, now we blowin piff with them Nowa days it's different, I was fortunate Cause I did alot of listening, the new era is missin it Everybody three fifty seven and four fif'n it Drug program two to four, three to six'n it Feds send n***as way out by lake Michigan Put the coke in the tires only if they Michelin Never talk on the fone only deal with official men You don't even know homie that put you in the sh** you in Gotta busy schedule and I don't think I can fit you in What's good for me ain't good for them No matter what set you claim or what hood you in I hit you and I find you a wood box for them to put you in (Yeah, and you don't stop, and you can't stop) [Verse 3] Yo, a lot of n***as lost their pops to the drug game Other n***as lost their blocks when the thugs came They knew how to box, ain't know bout the slug game As soon the money get right, that's when the love change n***as know who to call when they want raw Kiss is the cornerstone of the corner store D-Block general, he stay shining In the back of the van, 2K9'ing My dope so strong its giving fiends the hiccups Coke so high it got n***as doing stickups Found out another n***a dead, light the piff up Make sure one is in the head, load the fifth up Play my hand right, baby, I held aces Nothing on the scene but blood and shellcases Nike gloves on the team, they can't trace us Snitches in the witness protection getting facelifts These n***as will never be able to f** with me Say my grace before I give em a buck fifty The whole hood with me, they hating we all spiffy Everything's a short shot, nothing iffy (Yeah, Arpil 7th baby, The Last Kiss you know what it is, baby!)