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J Dilla
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Yeah Got that bounce Yeah, got that bounce, yeah I'ma do my thing though Yeah-yeah, yeah It's the Waffle Mix It's that Backyard Freestyle (Wafflejax) Number somethin', haha (B*t*h) Yeah Ian, I'ma-, I'ma ride on this b*t*h, you already know (Hahaha) Let's ride (Yeah) Yeah, yeah Flaco flashin' MCs I'm back spillin' the beans about that vida loca We livin' to build the dream Scream slashin' on the beat once again I condemn any motherf**ker bein' a wannabe like the rest I'll admit that I could be a little sensitivе 'bout what you say to me The outcome nеgative So I let it go, it ain't worth it, talkin' only for cheaps I'ma roll it up in a joint, your words ain't f**kin' with me Man, stop tryna fix a burned bridge that you went up and lit the match to Dead to me at 15K, back to the old roots of self expression I'm the definition of a f**ked up good kid dealin' with depression Learnin' from my lessons, f**ked up pa**ed up blessins' Shorty know she a mosquito 'cause she gave me infection Smokin' presidential, Obama runts is runnin' for election Comin' back to the world, sayin' "F**k it" with my erection Down in San Diego, she caught my view Blastin' that thuggin' noise, we syncin' like Bluetooth up in the lowrider Pro grinder, she built tough She workin' to kill bucks I know she a real one, I know she a real- Oh, yes indeed Yes, the people agree Mary Jane, smokin' weed with me all from a screen I'm tryna find myself 'Cause at one point I was hopin' I would die myself And I would fry myself, numbin' my worries to oblivion Water over the lava, all you gettin' is obsidian Pity men in my city wanna be in my shoes I want everybody to win but nobody know how to lose and grind right back up Y'all rather act so tough Y'all rather prove to nobodies that just talk that bluff Y'all rather sit in procrastination to points where y'all just feel so stuck Now y'all just deal for a buck I ain't downplayin' you sons I know everybody situation is different, I get it Some people livin' the high cla**, others where it's prevented But buddy please count up yo blessings, both yo parents in yo life There's really hustlers out here dyin' in these gunfights And it's a simple little thing you need to do to make a difference Be yourself, remain grounded 'till you six feet, grounded in the dirt All my legacy is based upon a movement on a shirt These five letters the world to me, legendary sh*t C-H-A-O-S 'till I die The O got a scratch on its eyebrow like mine The flows I kick is like icy-hot fire Feel the knots on my muscles next to my pockets It's that muscle right on my thigh The ones shorty got on her it's so fine Take the whip right back, right to me casa She gon' ride this d**k, I suck them tatas, yeah C-H-A-O-S on my mind Mary Jane makes way to my side Roll one up, smoke one, I'm so high Takin' life by moments, never by time Uh, huh, yeah (Takin' life by moments, never by time) On God, on God, on God (Yeah, live free, live free on my thigh) Respect to- (Yeah) Respect to Tribe Called Quest (Chaos sh*t, chaos sh*t) Respect to Q-Tip, yeah (Yeah, Waffejax) Rest in peace, J Dilla, yuh, yuh Shout out all my people, yeah (Talk my sh*t) Love you, Josh My brother, bruh, that's my n***a forever
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