Pe$o Pete - JADED~Intro lyrics
[Pe$o Pete - JADED~Intro lyrics]
They say, "You got what it takes?"
("Got what it takes?"
"Got what it takes?")
S-S-S-Say-Say-Say-Say, say
"You down with the looks?"
("Down with the looks?"
"Down with the looks?")
"Can you spit a catchy chorus
And one of them hooks?"
Nah, but what I'm about to
Spit gon' leave y'all shook
(Leave y'all shook, leave y'all shook)
I ain't, I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
I ain't with the propaganda
Pushin' druggies and money through
Honies and clever stanzas
(ver stanzas, ver stanzas)
That ain't my maximum and it
Definitely ain't my mantra
That, that, that, that
That-at-at-at-at ain't my maximum and it
Definitely ain't my mantra (Yo', uh, yeah)
Pass the, pass the mic' for a minute
Pass the mic'
For a second, let me paint you a picture
Let me teach you a lesson
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Run through ya city
When I run through ya
Section, there should be no second guessin'
Guessin'
When the, when the boy on a journey
And you tried to get me dirty, steer
Me off the path intended, you gon' end
Up on a gurney, gurney, gurney, gur
Da-Da-Damn, damn, end up on a
Gurney, fuck, fuck, fuck
I'mma need an attorney
(I'mma need an attorney)
Oh, God, what they got me on? John
I was rappin' for the cause
Now I wanna kill that off
Money, bitches, money, bitches, double
Cup, and triple sixes, uh
(Money, bitches, money, bitches, double
Cup, and triple sixes, uh)
They feelin' me? I mean I'm just
Talkin' 'bout the industry, uh
That's right (I mean I'm just talkin'
'bout the industry, uh, that's right)
("Got what it takes?"
"Got what it takes?")
S-S-S-Say-Say-Say-Say, say
"You down with the looks?"
("Down with the looks?"
"Down with the looks?")
"Can you spit a catchy chorus
And one of them hooks?"
Nah, but what I'm about to
Spit gon' leave y'all shook
(Leave y'all shook, leave y'all shook)
I ain't, I ain't, I ain't, I ain't
I ain't with the propaganda
Pushin' druggies and money through
Honies and clever stanzas
(ver stanzas, ver stanzas)
That ain't my maximum and it
Definitely ain't my mantra
That, that, that, that
That-at-at-at-at ain't my maximum and it
Definitely ain't my mantra (Yo', uh, yeah)
Pass the, pass the mic' for a minute
Pass the mic'
For a second, let me paint you a picture
Let me teach you a lesson
Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Run through ya city
When I run through ya
Section, there should be no second guessin'
Guessin'
When the, when the boy on a journey
And you tried to get me dirty, steer
Me off the path intended, you gon' end
Up on a gurney, gurney, gurney, gur
Da-Da-Damn, damn, end up on a
Gurney, fuck, fuck, fuck
I'mma need an attorney
(I'mma need an attorney)
Oh, God, what they got me on? John
I was rappin' for the cause
Now I wanna kill that off
Money, bitches, money, bitches, double
Cup, and triple sixes, uh
(Money, bitches, money, bitches, double
Cup, and triple sixes, uh)
They feelin' me? I mean I'm just
Talkin' 'bout the industry, uh
That's right (I mean I'm just talkin'
'bout the industry, uh, that's right)