Jet 2 - Luchini (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] It's Mr. J-E- double T double You can call me Mr. Crazy Or Mr. Two for the ladies if you're nasty Keep it rock solid I blast off like grenades, see Dreds in my head and she could pull 'em like a braid, what Keep it smoother than apple cider in the same cup As Arrowhead and Crystal Geyser, you could blame it On the lyricism I'm spittin', it's the same sh** You could feel it inside his rhythm The rhythm is too addictive It's like I'm spittin' venom inside ya Figuratively speaking, I'm a lyrical mental ma**ager... I'm Jet 2, you hear the name so... Still fly even in plain clothes... They want an encore so I change clothes Still runnin' the track like Usain Bolt And locked doors try to make sure I break so I Keep keys like the empire state of mind... You can be sure that that's my state of mind Where dreams are made of and mine will never die And I mean business with the game and I'mma move inside Concrete, better hop up in your suit and tie They want me at a stand still but I'm movin' by And I'm shootin' high, I'm a shooting star I came from the bidi-bottom of the cookin' pot My broadies got my back and we' climbin' all the way to the top Trying to stay away from the fire, cause the hood is hot So I'm quick to hop on the track like I'm good out the blocks And the haters couldn't stop me, if they try to I'm sorry I just hurdle right over 'em like Nyjah Ahmari The audacity of maintaining pertinacity's actually The reason I'm keeping persistence and diligence Commitment is endless when it's just a vision of pa**ion See me I just move right past ya Success is only a pa**enger I drive faster, bruh; pedal to the acceleration I move up even when standing still like an escalator How many steps it take ya Stuck on the elevator of making it happen Even through all the attempts to break ya And this is the ish that I gotta deal with on the daily Shoved to the corner, but regardless I'm a champ; Bailey Never say quit, I never quit no matter how they hate me Working under the pressure of doubters, better they make me They wanna see your downfall, hope you give it up And just for y'all is the reason that I'mma live it up And speak the truth in my lyrics and tell it like it is I never give my heart to a lady unless she wife & kids I might love, but trust me finding my heart is like a white dove You'll probably never find that sh** unless you go and Listen to every one of my tracks Cause my heart is in my mind, I had to get it off my chest My heart on mp3, CD will never crack I sell it at the price of success and you can get it for less Like food 4...But my message is never cheap I invest it on every beat, call it a lesson on repeat But I call this two for one Cause I'm on point and music's a target And I'm pullin' every string in it like guitars kid Hittin' every single note smoothly Yours truly, every bar is a bargain And n**ie, I just barge in; no margin And the flow slip smooth like I cover it in margarine n**ie you can get it to go like you're ordering Drown in my flow, get baptized; born again [Outro: Talking] But not by me though...Luchini!