The Jealous Guys - Make Me A Beat lyrics

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The Jealous Guys - Make Me A Beat lyrics

[Hook] Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops [Verse 1: Timba] Hold up - have they forgot about we n***a? They couldn't walk a mile in these 501 jeans n***a From the projects to the pyramids n***a one day This sh** sound like soul food in mamas kitchen on Sunday ..Lawd n***as was hot, I got caught with the fams Instead of bein the playa, I got played by the game Look I'm from da city by the bay Where n***as can't read and write so they good at holdin Ks ..Lord Uncle earl taught me to pop my colla So if I die n***a bury me in that 96 Impala That street sh** will get you caught up Stop pimpin when you get a daughter Hit the liquor store before da sideshow Lemme slide or somethin on E-one - foe Some n***as live or die by the gun n***as on 22s and didn't make it to see 21 Ugh, we didn't make it to see 21 n***as on 22s but didn't make it to see 21 [Hook] Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops [Verse 2: Jamal Malik] My heartbeat like 15s in that Crown Vic 6 12s in that box Chev Plum Impala year 96 North Face smell like spray paint Rolling blunts out that loud zip For my real ones at that churchhouse Rocking gold grills While they reading script First time I learned drive stick Burnt a clutch up at candlestick I was out the window at slideshows Cross the bridge to e14 Around the time Was on the school hoop team We wore suit and tie like we Headed to court When you jump off the porch With a drive like a porsche But don't make it in sports I burned down the casa I'm Jamal Malik Found a goddess to court Long as she cultured and smart With some love in her heart And steer clear of them ports Ain't it so true that we need art To even spell heart? This here for every Oscar grant In a black hoodie that ever rode Bart Excuse me while I'm finding chi When I'm smoking tree With my bu*tersworth My name be Jamal Malik Aka Jesus Shuttlesworth [Hook] Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops Make me a beat For the streets, church houses and the barbershops