J Dilla - Now and Laters/Pineapple Fanta lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Sir Macsamillion] Money ministries, got me worshipping the Lord of dollars Make yo main dame holler And you know she want me 'cus the flow tighter than a ziplock Better stare in the mirror and watch your mouth before you get popped I'm all in for this music sh** you feel me And if you can't accept that, then shoot me and k** me 'cus I know my soul going to where Michael live now Your girl calling me baby, I wear a bib now But I'm bouta kick her to the curb She talking about kids now Rather sit in my room, record music, and make beats And slip up somewhere in between the sheets I got destiny, out of me, and my sis I'm the younger child you see If I could describe my childhood, I'd say ShamWow Soaking this game up, 'till I get famous, just like Amos But, I ain't tryna be known for packaging cookies But just from making this music and money and k**ing some p**y, n***a [Hook] Get on your job you be hustling all night But I still get more money when I'm on my 9-5 n***as fill their rhymes up with 94 lies But your 94 lines can't match one of mine [Verse 2: $pidey Tha God] Now we the reason these hoes poppin', word to my n***a Dustin Quick to talk slick with the same mouth that I bust in n***as talk sh**, but I ain't never with the fussin, I promise When you see me n***a, you gon' say nothing Repercussions of being a King, sometimes this world Don't understand the gift that you bring, sometimes these girls Don't understand the meaning of Queen Lost some friends cus they ain't really want to work for the dream Got a text from past, says I'm in town boy you should come through Want to spend some time, been awhile since I seen you Tryna erase the past with words you don't mean fully I'm bouta flip the script just like a buncha movies You n***as be sending shots but I don't feel it My skin Teflon, spit Napalm, got the world in my palm I'm a (t-t-t-t-) ticking time bomb Smooth as mughf**ah, don't leave me round yo moms n***a [Hook] (repeat 2x) [Verse 3: Teiji Mack] Used to skip rocks on the birds, while Larry watched the Lakers play In between that's a play for the come-up of the best team in the NBA No one never taught me bought the birds n the bee's Prolly 'cus I was fly as the birds, and would converse with the trees Tryna directly study the sun gave me grandpa vision before I even hit 13 But now I'm leaving my teens, I'm just a little thirsty, and hungry for knowledge So I could figure why every woman I liked, never liked a n***a back Unless you count Senior Year, still have my doubts about that Still wishing for some TLC, and a chick who'll sing me All That Girl, leave your blanket of security, and cuddle under my cover Nevermind, 'cus saps are just for tree's or pancakes And flipped like mirror reciprocals Comes out great, or just the same There's power in my name, righteous Mack, talking smack to the pimphand's game [Vamp] An overload, I'm brain dead An oversoul like Megaman Two shots to ya chromosome you brain dead Wonder when your load will end, you hang ten Let it overflow like rain, man (repeat 4x) [Hook] {transition into Pineapple Fanta} [Verse 1: Teiji Mack] They say the sky is falling but it's just the sun dropping And we chiling at the cookouts tryna get our soda poppin' like Crush I can't really talk about my crush, but I be on twitter tryna get in my flirt And she know I want her, don't really know why I haven't asked her for her number My courage flossin, like the Wizard of Oz, I swear my flow is just kinda odd I ain't lying tho, gotta promise to keep it honest, because temptation comes calling I go so fast, feel like I'm falling Get masked with Jim in all this And, rewind the verse back, Playstation get to pausing You want to fight, you get the paws and, I put that on my name sake, that I ain't bout to get beat Backpack through the rat traps, we strive hard for countenance Wonder if my accent can reach different continents Blow an initial of two L's, next to a J That's not Cool J, thats just some common sense Get hit, with the wit in my common pen Looking for the light 'cus the dark is my countenance And yeah that's kinda ignorant, if you really got it She say she wants somebody fly, listen to the Pilot And girl, I know that I'm mean but I really wonder how you carry yourself looking like a goddess [Hook] Asking for a verse, begging for a hook Telling me to remember, forgot what you done took n***a you lame, n***a you lame, n***a you lame, we peepin your game [Verse 2: Ron Wise] Woke up feeling lyrical, wake and bake no cereal Purp came for breakfast, Newports my refreshments The chick keep me focused like anti-depressants I always keep it honest when I answer a**essments You tell me your preference, and know I gotta reference That I recommend with the upmost deference When the cake come, then we divide, with severance If my sh** looking short, then I return for a measurement Got me a new bit, and just to know, the p**y elegant She love me 'cus I'm wise, and I love it she's intelligent Shawty give the best head and she bright red No stranger to the back seat and friendly in the bed Smoke a lot of weed, even tho I'm by the feds Won't tell em my real name the first thing that I said Remade it's Ron Wise, don't forget, f** a plan I got a jet for a mindset, and I ain't slowing up People getting older but they seldom growing up I could spill the truth without even pouring a cup Look into the future, don't just stare at us Ron Wise [Hook]