Prince of Jeruz - Open Cards lyrics

[Intro] Oh what'cha doin? What the hell are you doin?! Oh what'cha doin? What the f** are you doin?! Ohhh what'cha doin to 'em POJ? Really, wanna know what am doin? Ohhh we gotta' say you trippin' POJ! What? Me?! You be trippin'! Ohhh What's the difference you bring to the game? Wait, ama have to spit it then... Let me start off with a story, or get straight to the rhymes |Cuz am flippin|, k**in|, burryin| 'em as if they were alive Straight to the point, these bars tell no lies This sh** is mine to take, period, new line Old school, new school, we've been through it all Out of of Jeruz-City bringing it to a whole New level, the message is coming out I ain't dissing the game, but we're shutting this b**h down It's a religion, hell yeah I said it You might disagree, but I stay committed Hommie, it became my way of life, it's a motherf**in' movement And am willin to move it, use it, till the music Stops, I guess ama try this kinda Chip-munks Voice, that you might hate and call noise But honestly, I don't give a motherf** Cuz I use it... to criticize To laugh at and to improvise I might as well just add exaggerate Off the record now boy, ease up while you masterbate It's not like am trying to be gay It's just a little tip not to burn your d-i-c-k Now check this flow being mastered around the beat Take a chill pill man, why don't you have a seat A survivor, a fighter, a brave soldier My words are my bullets and am responsible For my views, my actions, every record I drop Give me the meat right away, am in the mood to chop Am in the booth spitting, guess what occurs to me Every time am on the mic, there's no stopping me Am coming like a storm, spinning like a hurricane And my style... Gon' make dem ladies faint Am pretty sure you're thinking he's supplying hate Hell no dawg, am supplying aid I just wanna lyrically set the record straight Got nth to hide and to hunt you need bate FYI... I do believe in fate But if you ain't working hard, there's nth to be gained Am doing it for Hip Hop, not to be famous But truth be told, why not be spontaneous So roll the sh** up, bring in the cannabis Just have fun with it, this ain't no business Underline that, this ain't no business The way rap is presented today is shameless It's one for the money, two for the show Got no money but still rocking the show Say one for the money, two for the show Again got no money, but still kicking the show Asking about the sk**, it's from my ancestors That's ridiculous, but truly fabulous Mic check yo, the Prince is dangerous Presenting Jerusalem's Holliness I'd like to finish off with this one sentence Am here to deliver, clear out your senses