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EMOTIONLESS Song Lyrics
Title: Artist: JIM JONES Song: EMOTIONLESS Album: HUSTLER'S P.O.M.E.: PRODUCT OF MY ENVIRONMENT (2006) - ID: 797389 - Date and time (posted): 2006-12-07 19:19:27
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Lemme two-twelve wit' you for second
True story
[Jim Jones:]
Cold sweats (sweaty sheets)
From bad dreams (nightmares)
I hope the Feds don't grab the team
Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers (DipSet)
We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up
Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us (solemnly swear)
Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake us (pray for me)
And outlaws is what it made us
We live the fast life, and so we ball out major (ballin')
Until I see a ribbon in the sky
Cop plush cars put ribbons on the ride (full speed ahead)
Due to my political ties
I can't roll around without the drip in the ride (East Side)
And if my gun boys ain't hear of ya
You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya
You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare
Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair Nikes
Boy you talk about my life here
Fuck wit OGs that put dice in the mirror
And they tell me that life's but a gamble
The media will turn your whole life into a scandal
[Chorus:]
Put my emotions aside (why?)
Cause they can never take my alive (no)
I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
And don't cry (don't cry)
Cause Momma raised hell of a thug (I'm a thug)
And if I'm standing in front of the judge
Guess what?
He can never take me alive (no)
I'm a ride (I'm a ride)
And don't cry (don't cry)
[Juelz Santana:]
Poured off Bentley
Looking like steroids
Jetson car, I'm looking like Elroy
Maserati lookin' like a shark on land
Neiman Marcus edition, contraband
Neiman Marcus I'm in it, shopping and
Five thousand spent on pants, man (man)
Bitches love it, niggas want it
So bad they wanna take it, but I kill 'em for it (huh)
Believe me, I'm like a bear that ain't get his porridge
You better stay out the forest, warning
It's Santana he fucks,
Money man, make you do a handstand for the bucks
I see you clear, my antennas is up
And that hand-scale is still in my pocket
What you want? (What you want?)
Dough boys in the trap, where ya at? (where ya at?)
Coke dealer's in the hood, what's good? (what's good?)
Boy getting them bricks with the stamp on the shit
Well come meet the man that's stamping them bricks (us)
Fly wit' the Byrds, or lie wit' the dirt
Your corpse, flies will emerge
[Chorus]
[Jim Jones:]
They say your enemies is close, your friends even closer
Listening to 'Pac up ten in the roaster (speeding)
Now, do you wanna ride or die?
Blowin' smoke in the air, getting high as the sky (that purple)
I'm drunk staring B
I need therapy
The paranoia got me thinking conspiracy
Paper on the brain, the brain on the yayo
I make it off the plane I'm a land to a payroll
My right hand to God, put my right hand in the jar (that mixture)
And it all come back, like grams of the hard
You heard of us, the murders, the most shady (DipSet)
Been on the low lately, the Feds hate me (Jones)
They try to put cuffs on me and my assailants
When I push fees through the streets, they be tailing (speeding)
They try to catch me out of bounds
They know I got pistols if you catch me outta town (loaded)
A thug changes, and love changes
And since 9/11, the price of the drugs changes
[Chorus]
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| You are not logged in, You may post comments with your name above, the name will be attached to the comments but the official poster will be GUEST, Registration is free and takes seconds | USER:
Guest: Succubus |
Date:
2007-02-20 17:18:01 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| Its "Mama raised her up a thug" |
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Guest: |
Date:
2007-04-12 14:56:07 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| yeah. . . werd up. . . this song is crack |
USER:
Guest: Dan |
Date:
2007-05-06 21:19:09 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| its not "mama raised hell of a thug" its mama raised her up a thug |
USER:
Guest: Mz.TiiT :: BPT |
Date:
2007-05-10 22:44:35 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| DiSz iS SO MY JOiNT SO A HELL OF A THUG. |
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Guest: Kuwanger :: Y.O. |
Date:
2007-05-17 23:30:10 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| missing a word: You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare
Young, black, rich and with a fresh pair Nike AIRS |
USER:
Guest: llcoolj :: llcoolj |
Date:
2007-05-26 10:52:10 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| ballin |
USER:
Guest: llcoolj :: llcoolj |
Date:
2007-05-26 10:52:35 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| ballin |
USER:
Guest: llcoolj :: cali |
Date:
2007-05-26 10:52:58 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| ballin |
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Guest: Aly |
Date:
2007-08-10 09:21:30 |
| JIM JONES - EMOTIONLESS |
| it's not im a ride. its im alright. |
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