Pro Era, Jakk The Rhymer - Butterflies lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh

The sky ain't the same no more
Clouds identical to poison chemical trails
Keep your eyes open
Kids, eat your vegetables
School, I never had principles
Bought a rap blown like 5-0's
In front of pigs, stopped, they said
I'm hot headed, make thermometers pop
Not up to par, no cigar, mad papers and
Jah, jah bless though, I'm not alone
They tappin our phones so they
Know where the best go
You in the presence of stars
Now Little Dipper
Haters are haters, I love you lil' niggas
Have Roka snuffin' your jaw
Call him Rokamouth
Dirty ragamuffin not for nothing
I been knockin' out


Negative energy, either brothers or enemies
My cargo far, your cargo short lack longevity
I, treat my bitch like a letter
I just let her go
Sincerely, me before I blow it's Dirty

So I try to survive without money
But I'm making my music
And you know the game is
Funny Entertain and abuse it
Niggas Stupid rich while I'm hungry
And I study this ugly point of view
Like making a crowd move just for honeys
I got G's overdue
That's cheese that's expired if I'm tired
I'm a lose Rappers gettin' higher
Never hired what to do
Never gonna retire We still
Minors to the news only 20 years old
Got full control of you fools
Ahead of you too
Fast maneuvers like computers peep the
Way that I move
Sample huntin' in the dungeon on
A ride to the moon
Keep them waitin' for a tune
I don't know why I do
I'm as starving as you
Guess it's just what we choose
I'm just waiting for a plate I escape
Got me takin off
Just trying to find my faith As
I'm rated off these blogs
Is he even, is he odd
Not the meaning of my songs
I'm asking why involved
If you ain't gon' help the cause
I'm speaking life and law
While I'mma have to cut you off
If you ain't gon be thinking small
You gon' stack no bills at all
So 4-7, let us ball
I'mma use my heart, and hold my thought
Make a call
And get a ball one man bank for sure
Once I get my dough
I'll buy a rose gold rope
And hope I don't get got on this one way plot
I came a long way comin' off from my block
And I make sure I won't stop as
I chew right through your spot
Won't have enough 'til we all on top
Better make room, or you gon' get knocked
And no deals say this nigga
Never ever gets dropped

Ever gets dropped, no one ever
Ever gets dropped
I don't think we know it yet
I don't think we know it yet
We got it all on the line, life's a gamble
A handful of dice and we chose to bet

Ya'll know we 'bout our business cuz
We got us some staff
Show 'em what the business cause
They gotta be trash
When I got that New Jersey
Thought I'd stay right on track
Try to use my train of
Thought to determine my path when I drop
It's gonna be like we playin' jacks
Steppin' out the box and no
One can tell me jack and that's just a fact
Sending a message but no this ain't a fax
The future that I manifested
Know it is in effect
Gotta disinfect I'm spitting like
Mucous in my vest
That's something I should get off my chest
And I'm when I'm in L-A-X
The things I'm getting done, that they less
Don’t hear the rest
Till they say get on the list
Shoot for the stars from sky like
I had subs on the jet
Was never in the same class
So let's change the subject
Weed the only substance that
Was making some sense
Had to leave but realize that you
Was right where you left

Knock, knocking, Mr bill Collector
Still don't respect ya cause
My skill offends ya
They pour a nigga syrup thinking
That he might surrender
Think that they lent this life and title
They 'venge us
Until we blew our brains out and
Weed just had to vent us
Fees never get us feed and
Please never get the cheese
These niggas never sleep
Until it's anesthesiology
With my sorry lease
I'm bound to be driving my mama's V
Tryna come up with a verse for a
Sound to pile up my G's
Got embedded in genes for a G-Star
Jeans and a fleece warm for the
Weather in the East tour
Now I got my stories stored in
Rip your vocal cords, recordings
From sortin'
Even when I started this game, I saw ends
Lost friends met up with my Pro-Era clique
And I ain't ended up in the pen
Cause I ended with a pen
And that nigga got the time
To never hesitate to spin
From spittin' venom with sins cause
All the flowers blossom
And all the thoughts you never think
Now it's got them gotham City

They never find me in a cell
I ain't Sam Fisher
Grand swishers expand like panned pictures
This is life as a member of what's better
So I just throw the Era up
Like a pitcher with bad records, shit
Bigger placement cause my name's
Inside the dotted line
They never knew I had a
Shot like Roger's wife
Roger that, I hover high above the citizens
Laid back, sleep
She up blowin like a ceiling fan all night
While I'm right on top your ribosomes
Pipe and dome that be the appetite
Too leave the night alone
Chemistry is mentally a vital zone factor
That determine if you make in
My life you righteous hoe
Everybody got the stories about the
Guwop and I was buildin'
I spit freeze like it's ice chillin'
The right life dealer with a
Price up on his noggin
Pollen and the dollar
About to blossom to a father
I'mma rob for my family
See it in these roots
Tryna beam like a laser
Shoot and taser any sabertooth
I'll catch you later
Got some paper and a wager too
They take my style bite white
Like you ate her tooth
Back at like crack addicts
And I don't give a damn your Italian
High life, Sopranos
Die you an asshole, slide through the tackle
Wise words coming out the mind of a pharaoh
Clash of the titans or the
The actions stay narrow
I remain the least to see
Freedom and the decencies
Man, but I'm still on my shit and
I still gotta pay that rent
Still gotta pay that rent
Still gotta pay that rent
Still gotta make that cents
Still gotta take that, gotta take that
Man, I gotta make that, make that

Mind, body and soul, the trinity within me
Time, dollars
And gold still withholds my memory
Remember me? I think we met
Within a past life
Couldn't remember but I know we was mad tight
We share the same eyes, share the same feet
Share the same spine, I think he is me
This how we live everyday
But still might fall
Thank God I realize who I just saw
God-body pieces to the puzzle connected
Never did I doubt it that
The energy would manifest it
I'mma treat this beat like a
God and I'mma bless it
Till we infected with the music
We gotta stress it
Natural disaster, earthquakes in your city
Add a tornado, add a tsunami
And you still shitty i'm ill gritty, make a
Dollar outta two quarters, i'm the real 50
It's no Biggie, it's no Pac, it's no HOV
No Nasir, no Rakim
Just Pros taking over your globe
And we here, said we here

Niggas want to know where the era been
Cooking up dope with heroin
That's a bar for the homie
I work hard, so progression is seen
Won't be long now until I'm
With my African queen sippin' fine wine
For now it's grind time
5-0's for my Pros whenever I rhyme
Obstacles is something that I'm familiar with
Kick flipped gaps and potholes for
The thrill of it so, what makes you think I
Won't have you removed
If you a threat to my future
Plus you front on my crew
I don't fear no man claiming to shoot
Because shooters don't talk you know
They busy shootin'
Stupid, you and I, we're somewhat equal
Except your wallet packet with dust
Mine stuffed with dead people
I, acquired a taste for
White pussy and seafood
Bad habit's as always
Have to watch what you eat dude
When will the korruption stop?
You hear the caged birds sing
But you won't understand a thing until
You stand in this spot
And me? I am not a nice person
I fronted you some, so if you late
I expect extra in reimbursement
So don't take risk, niggas will get pissed
Started growing my dreads cause I
Don't fuck with Lil Twist skinny nigga
Pure balance got that tatted on my wrist
Shit, hold up, hold up, alright
Mama named me Dyemond cause
I ain't nothin' lesser
I'm like Cole in '09 under way more pressure
Fuck it, I'm way more better
Smoker's Club when I dress up
Rap niggas getting comfy
Tell 'em they need to step up
Old niggas embrace us and you'll
Be way less bitter
I show respect where it's due
To the others - good riddance
It's the motherfuckin' superduper
Young hot spitter

I keep my thoughts on tracks like
The cars of a train
And often look back at just
How far we done came
I used to only rap for my friends and family
When I first started off they
Could still understand me
Thought I must have been the
Sickest in my family tree
Way they reacted off the spit just
Like the Pop Rock candy
Kept a youngin' gassed like the family V
Till it was clear what my path and plan to be
Go triple platinum, win about four Grammys
Buy out Def Jam
Start a family like a fairy tale
Bet a deaf nigga hear me clearly
I'm deaf so they can't come near me
Unless they coming correct
Put goosebumps on they neck
My mic strong for my mic check
I'm from the Era where the
Best never miss a step
Tell 'em recognize rhymin', show respect
Around here they gotta give to get

Hopefully when I sign it
The sonnet that I write bring
Tears to the Goddess regardless, be the bomb
Through Manhattan projects
All over the globe
I steer fear through the sonic
And tonic that the world wears
Like a baby's bonnet
Don't talk about change, be about it
I had to reroute my goals and
Kick it to the curb
And observe that the pros
Be working your nerves
The highest concern that you ever heard
But I need clearance
I got five on it and you lack perseverance
But I got it and I would like to share
And have no fear, we all got broken dreams
Shall I or kneel but it's so
Hard to ball these days
Shoes on the other foot and these not my J's
Hey, I got something to say
One of the golden child
Making the brash decisions
Buildin' the worlds off of glitters and gold
Instead of the realities of riddles and bold
And my team want the meals
And we wantin' them both
Because Beast Coast spit will leave
'em in a choke
You can't buy happiness if you're
Broke off of hope

Now I rap circles on rap circles
Your team squares
And popsicles, my team's feared obstacles
Impossible to get around 'em
Got'cha surrounded circle the block
Drop bicycles wildin'
Take a step back and put
It all in perspective
If the pen don't then this law ain't affected
Detached from the objective
Flawless perfection
Your flow less projected, let alone detected
Protect your necklace
Progress through lessons
Feel the proper essence and
Prolong this message produce the method
Pro tools the session, they heard
Stay progressing is the ancient proverb
Ain't nothin' profound like the sound of
The Providence of a ProGod, that’s my word
Word Domination in process you see
In honor of the Pro STEEZ, we proceed
In honor of the Pro STEEZ, we proceed
Yes indeed