J Dilla - Jungle Love Lyrics
feat. Guilty Simpson & M.E.D.[Guilty Simpson]Prolific, flow like blow, sniff itGet zooted, banging that dope musicMy mind is set, this year niggas better step it upI get the job done way before the check is cutI don't wrote write raps for freeIf I did, I won't make it like Shaq from threeMy motto is simpleWithout that loot your instrumentals stay instrumentalsA blind man could see the kid's potentialAnd take notice so I grind and stay focusedIf I was any hotter, I'd drink straight vodkaSpit out flames, and piss lavaThat hot fam, try againThat's why I got hoes like firemenYou could plug 'em up to hydrantsI should push a big red truck with sirensGot a flow that'll stop beginnersI maul y'all a shopping centerEvery time I yell I sayJ Detroit I to the L-L-AJ Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4)[Hook]With that raw shitTurn it up loud in your car shitFinger tips split that cigar shitLet's smoke niggaHoller at your mans, I'll blow with ya(Repeat x2)J Detroit I to the L-L-A (Repeat x4)[M.E.D]I bang nothing but that raw shitNeighbors bang on the wall pissed from the noise and the blunt scentWith a chick getting blown like a trumpetFor wondering how I stand still and still run thisFull stomach, hunger in the eyes, greedyIn your speezy take shit like nigga you don't need theseTitles and mics, homey you don't need theseMy CD's tight like six niggas in a Sea BreezeI flow so sick and won't sneezeSack hold craps with no cheeseRap Gs, rubberband one hand I part your gold teethJ Dilla my nigga I call him OGThe street symphony, epitomeThe underdogs who grind hard for the victoryGet them weak rhymes outta my faceI clap 16 bars that might catch me a caseI'm back, don't stop til my lungs collapseTil then close your eyes, nigga, imagine that
