Killer Mike - Jockin Lyrics
[Intro:]Welcome to the Church of the Good Thief (preach, Reverend!)Today we will be studying the tenth commandments (tell em, Reverend!)Thou shall not covet thou neighbor! (thou shall not covet)Translated (amen) stay off the next man's dick (hoe)Thouth sayeth the LordAmen!Collection plate please! Amen[Verse:]Psa for all ya motherstuckersUpgrade you from dick riders to dick suckersBlow jaw betty rap ass bittersJay don't write then y'all not writersOnly difference is jigga jigga makes senseThe niggery shit you kicked don't mean shitGoddamn, hoe, rappers want yo fame!Goddamn, hoe, rappers want yo nameGoddamn, hoe, rappers want yo laneBut like ya said, hoe, these rappers is lameYeah, I said that shit, half yo favorite rappers on Jay Z dickEven niggas don't like em are tempt to w(r)hap like emWhere I'm from, we call em niggas bittersThey say they hate his guts, but they be riddin' n***a dick like project sluts(Hook x4)Jockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay Z[Interlude:]Man, I'm just, I'm a country boy, what the ***** I know?It's just where I'm from, we don't ride another's dickBut I'm likin' it, ya know, my favorite rapperI'm just not a dick rider(I'm so dopeboy fresh)[Verse 2:]In a feeble attempt to sound more like JayThese feeble emcees go and get KanyeBefore that he don't make a moval payCuz that damnear say make me sound like JayWhen they add lip they say what would Jay say?Holla! You're bout 5 years lateTo the rappers who's wordplay ain't so greatThey try to score easy and bite Young JeezyBut they? Lips sound cheesySo they hop off his dick and bite Lil WeezyThat's a goddamn shame, Lord have mercy on the goddamn gameBittin' ass rappers so goddamn lameThey even walk away with fake Rockerfella chainsI guess they wanna be the hottest chick in the gameDamn(Hook x4)Jockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay ZJockin' Jay Z[Interlude:]Aw, watch out, boysFaggot ass rappersKeep bittin' yo mane (lead that woman in fo' the lord)You from the south, girl (tell em, girl)Tell em hoe ass niggas to bear a cup off yo manYou bittin' ass niggas[Verse 3:]Beat bitters, don't stop takersTake it to yo face, you ain't nothin' but a fakerFaker than yo fake ass jackerFaker than yo fake lines in yo fake rhymesBut in the meantime Killa Kill gon' beat yo ass anotha killa rhymeLike Reservoir Dogs in bc Time and Sauss Money TimePut me next to Jay-Z, ain't trippin'My verses go hard like Donald B pimpin'All the bds best rappers talk trashWhen they feature J he owns their assBefo' you throw yo hate on yo internet fansCheck Bluepoint 2, my verse, Pop Tags[Interlude:]I been standin' next to the greatestBeen there
