J.R. Writer - Back in the Lab lyrics
[J.R. Writer - Back in the Lab lyrics]
Writer, okay uhh, I got 'em, DipSet, uhh
Back to the lab, rap in the bag
Roll me a blunt, pass me a pad
The dude's goin in
I mastered the craft, laugh at the past
Fo' in the trunk, mashin the gas
You're too slow to win
Who's dope as him, latent'll lie
So high, you'd swear he had a license to fly
Look up
You might even see him right in the sky
So high
I should give skydivin a try - know why?
I'm gettin loot and bread
Got these lil' duellers fed
Cause this rap shit to me
Is easier than Superhead
When she move the bed, prick I'm on the grind
Lyrically inclined, every sentence get rewind
The kid is in his prime
A monster on the track
Tauntin all these cats
Where's the competition at?
JR spittin crack, The Carter couldn't match
Sharper than a tack hold Harlem on his back
It's a fact you couldn't yell
Our shit is whack
I helped build the team that
Put Harlem on the map (DipSet)
Come holla at a mack, who got this in a wrap
So next album'll have your girl
Polishin his - plaque
Uhh, then it's right to the streets
Light on my feet
Goonies that'll light you for cheap
Wipe you deceased, knife you to sleep
For some sneaks
Even though my pockets deep as
Barry White on the beat
Sheesh, I'm a beast with a flow like a jab
Plus the game's so weak that
The dough's up for grabs
So I'm low on the ave
With the toast on my abs
Waitin for this bitch so I can
Put the ho in the bag
It's sad, but nigga I'm a pro with the pad
Put the mic down
You're washed up and old as my dad
Get a load of his swag
You couldn't fly without a pilot
You're bummed out and better off
Findin you a stylist
Uhh, the future is me, and soon as can be
Ruger to T, shoot you for free
Salute to the G
Who's nothin but nicer, gun in his cypher
Bottom line, ain't nobody out
As hungry as Writer, uhh
You hear that man?
Y'all can't fuck with me at all man
I got this shit on lock and key
And I think I mighta lost the
Key so y'all assed out man
Huh, let me get my zone on man
Let me finish smokin this purple
Countin this money and uhh
Turn the music up and get in my zone man
Let's do it'!
Back to the lab, rap in the bag
Roll me a blunt, pass me a pad
The dude's goin in
I mastered the craft, laugh at the past
Fo' in the trunk, mashin the gas
You're too slow to win
Who's dope as him, latent'll lie
So high, you'd swear he had a license to fly
Look up
You might even see him right in the sky
So high
I should give skydivin a try - know why?
I'm gettin loot and bread
Got these lil' duellers fed
Cause this rap shit to me
Is easier than Superhead
When she move the bed, prick I'm on the grind
Lyrically inclined, every sentence get rewind
The kid is in his prime
A monster on the track
Tauntin all these cats
Where's the competition at?
JR spittin crack, The Carter couldn't match
Sharper than a tack hold Harlem on his back
It's a fact you couldn't yell
Our shit is whack
I helped build the team that
Put Harlem on the map (DipSet)
Come holla at a mack, who got this in a wrap
So next album'll have your girl
Polishin his - plaque
Uhh, then it's right to the streets
Light on my feet
Goonies that'll light you for cheap
Wipe you deceased, knife you to sleep
For some sneaks
Even though my pockets deep as
Barry White on the beat
Sheesh, I'm a beast with a flow like a jab
Plus the game's so weak that
The dough's up for grabs
So I'm low on the ave
With the toast on my abs
Waitin for this bitch so I can
Put the ho in the bag
It's sad, but nigga I'm a pro with the pad
Put the mic down
You're washed up and old as my dad
Get a load of his swag
You couldn't fly without a pilot
You're bummed out and better off
Findin you a stylist
Uhh, the future is me, and soon as can be
Ruger to T, shoot you for free
Salute to the G
Who's nothin but nicer, gun in his cypher
Bottom line, ain't nobody out
As hungry as Writer, uhh
You hear that man?
Y'all can't fuck with me at all man
I got this shit on lock and key
And I think I mighta lost the
Key so y'all assed out man
Huh, let me get my zone on man
Let me finish smokin this purple
Countin this money and uhh
Turn the music up and get in my zone man
Let's do it'!