All Night
Take the needle & drop it in it’s place, this is good old fashion Hip Hop up in ya face, if it’s not, I’ll stop & drop out of the race, but if it’s hot, you watch, it’ll pop up in ya crates, in constant rotation, I got the motivation, this is what happens when your locked down in the basement, got the innovation to mop & sweep the nation, cop a ticket when i spit it, & rock at your location, my name is Jason, that’s a nice introduction, I hold mics & i clutch ’em real tight, then I crush ’em, start fights over nothing, bar lights interrupting, to break it up, but ain’t enough po-lice to catch & cuff him, I’m writing a dozen, raps before daybreak, no longer a dollar short but a decade late, say that i ain’t great, you ingrates will get ate & deface your reputation like Penn State, my pen states I’m the nicest of the mic smiths to write this & recite this, when I’m like this my advice is, priceless & decisive, when my fists gripping ice picks, your life is in crisis, so split before your lifeless.
We can get drunk, we can get high
putcha hands up, reach for the sky,
if your sitting, stand up, from my people on the right,
to my people on the left, lets get weeded all night,
Get weeded all night, let’s get weeded all night. (2X)
Top Dog, my rhymes so hot dawg, when i spit ’em they burn my mouth like hot sauce, pop off, I swear to God I’ll hop off this bar stool jadrool & knock your block off, your a knock off, I’m as real as can be, getcha hand chopped off, you try stealing from me, see them bullshit bars ain’t appealing to me, cause i just pulled your card, it’s the dealer in me, deal in CD’s & tape cassettes, & next we got records in sleeves down the basement steps, got MP3’s & .WAV’s I guess, but seeing me on stage, they say is best, i may confess but I’d never snitch, a mic terrorist, your worst nemesis, forever spit with this aggressiveness, never slip, but you might, so get a grip, rhetoric untouchable, i spit dysfunctional, everything i write, ain’t light, but combustible, uncomfortable flows, you ain’t accustomed to, up on your toes, time to show you what Love can do.
We can get drunk, we can get high
putcha hands up, reach for the sky,
if your sitting, stand up, from my people on the right,
to my people on the left, lets get weeded all night,
Get weeded all night, let’s get weeded all night. (2X)
Bring that beat back, lower your seat back. I’m about to rap on this A-V-I-D track, hoping to keep that, crazy high feedback, in motion when I’m flowing & open like weed sacks, relapse, pick up the habit again, only write when it’s wrong, & rap to offend, guess I’m at it again as bad as it’s been, it’s Heltah Skeltah – let the madness begin, grabbing a pen, it’s mightier than a sword, cause everything I write’s well liked & been adored, Take my advice, think twice & press record, cause when I’m on the mic, all night, I get applause, fight for yours, putcha hand up, make a fist, 914 stand up, let’s make ’em sit, Jadakiss is top 5, I’m maybe 6, dead cause whoever’s alive is baby shit, makes me sick how they defile the past for a pile of cash & make nothing timeless to last, I’m wild & crass, wait, your style is trash, & not that great like Miley Cyrus’s ass.
We can get drunk, we can get high
putcha hands up, reach for the sky,
if your sitting, stand up, from my people on the right,
to my people on the left, lets get weeded all night,
Get weeded all night, let’s get weeded all night. (2X)
©2015 Golden Apple Records
Today (A Tribute)
Once upon a time, not 2 long ago
It was Run DMC & Kurtis Blow
It was all fun 2 me, the way their words would flow
& now these are the breaks, that we learned to know/
So, I was in 3rd grade, back in the day
When the girls used 2 call me Jam Master Jay
I still can’t believe the homey passed away
& now Runs House a show, & a household name/
It was all innocent, until they brought the business in
& beef turned 2 people getting bucked like some venison
They chomped Big & PAC alive, reaped all the benefits
Hip hop homicide, u can see what they left us with/
These lame rappers got the game backwards
Tryna be a G Like the Greenbay Packers
B grade actors, your cheese ain’t factor
Into the qualities, we rate our emcee’s after/
(Today) – It’s a little different than I’m used to
Things changed since KRS & The Juice Crew
(Today) – Ain’t the same as it was when we rocked the bells
It all changed since the day they shot Big L
I remember when Brenda had a baby,
& Common used to love her way before she got Shady
Slow down, Brand Nubian was crazy
Whose world is this, I’m feeling it like Jay-Z/
Maybe I can’t knock the hustle, props to Russell
I need a beat, it’s tricky, lots to juggle
So no sleep till Brooklyn, we on the double
I know I gotcha open Buckshot is trouble/
So Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka
Tthis is for the whole Duck Down & ya don’t stop
This is for the days of transformers & gobots
When Rakim was moving the crowd they would go nuts/
This is for the clan that taught me to protect my neck
Inspectah Deck, the RZA, & the rest connect
Red & Meth, taught us How High was best to get
We took hits from the bong but nevertheless/
(Today) – It’s a little different than I’m used to
Things changed since KRS & The Juice Crew
(Today) – Ain’t the same as it was when we rocked the bells
It all changed since the day they shot Big L
This is history, forget what’s in the making
Here we go yo, the scenario is changing
Back in the day when we had to hit the pavement
The only online, was on line to make a payment/
For my favorite tape, as they take it out the plastic case
Place it in a plastic bag, unwrap the plastic wrap encased
Play it in my boombox, raise it & blast the bass
Pop it on my shoulders, start bopping to Masta Ace/
These are the days when Onyx made it slam
& Dre dropped the chronic like the cops stopped his Lamb
Fuck the police, let me ride was my jam
Code of the streets, get the dough in advance/
Go over to Queens, the Mobb Deep & the Tribes large
If hip hop is dead, must’ve been an inside job
Peter Phillips is downloaded to my iPod,
When they reminisce over you, my God/
(Today) – It’s a little different than I’m used to
Things changed since KRS & The Juice Crew
(Today) – Ain’t the same as it was when we rocked the bells
It all changed since the day they shot Big L
©2012 Golden Apple Records