Intro: Jeru
Yo are you a pimp a hustler?
No I’m not.
Are you a man and can you stand alone like a man has to sometimes?
Yes I can.
Are you willing to go out there and save the lives of our children
Even if it means losing your own life?
Yes I am.
I believe you Jeru you’re ready.
*You’ve no no nothing to worry about*
Verse One:
Now I don’t push a Lex
Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next
All, these so called players up in the rap game
Got brothers on the corner selling cooked cocaine
It used to be LaToya and, jim hats
But now it’s uzis macs and, g-packs of cracks
Everybody’s psycho or some type of goodfellow
But me I keep it real that’s all swine like jello
Don’t drink Cristal, and I can’t stand Mo
Never received currency for moving a kilo
Or an ounce, make em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow
I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo
Or on video get caught you’ll know who turned State’s
Evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints
Mama always said watch what comes out your mouth
Tight case for the DA from here to down South
Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon’s wealth
You’re a player but only because you be playin yourself
Chorus:
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you’re, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you’re, playin yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you’re, playin yaself
You’re, playin yaself, you’re, playin yaself
With all that rah rah rah, you’re, playin yaself
With all that big gun talk, bop, you’re, playin yaself
With all that Big Willie talk, hop, you’re, playin yaself
You’re, playin yaself, you’re, playin yaself
Verse Two:
Now these ladies is lookin pretty from city to city
I refined a few I met, around the country
The nitty gritty, it’s all reality, no question
Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections
And sisters with good minds, get no respect when
Their ass is all hangin out, playin the bar section
Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab
I drop the truth, cause rhyming is more than just my craft
Or a way to get ass, or fast cash, or blasted
Black women, make sure you’re respected
When niggaz is kickin that old off the wall shit, let em know
From jump: «Dead it», you’re not ignorant
Knowledge wisdom understanding is the key to wealth
Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself