Lyrics Joints 2000 (feat. Mr. Khaliyl) - Masterminds
You're
a
synchronized
dub
of
that
jiggy
shit
in
clubs
You
even
got
a
sub-stitute
you
pay
to
hit
the
pubs
Both
a
you
sport
Maytag
watches
that
you
bought
on
Jamaica
Ave.
Drivin'
up
and
down
in
your
broken
jag
Ya
hustle,
I
gotta
knock
it,
cause
you
ain't
makin
a
prophet
Ya
dreams
of
being
famous
should've
stayed
in
the
closet
Ya
life
is
like
a
mock
trial
(order
order)
Like
havin
a
phone
with
no-one
to
dial
you
claim
that
(?)
is
your
pile
I'm
organizin
a
million
thoughts
runnin
wild
in
my
heart
When
it
beats
it
creates
musical
art
That
talks
and
melodies
only
heard
by
Mozart
Telepathically
traveled
a
form
of
hip-hop
classical
That
makes
your
mind
goin
sabbatical
to
study
my
rappin'
And
she'll
say
its
magical
then
hear
your
shit
and
start
laughin'
Walk
to
your
room
grab
your
clothes
and
start
packin'
Then
send
you
to
the
hip-hop
temple,
In
Manhattan
[Chorus]
Niggaz
is
mad
cause
they
know
we
got
joints
If
you
got
beef
then
we
can
shoot
joints
You
gotta
cop
12
if
you
wanna
hear
joints
We
score
points
cause
we
got
joints
Check
it
out,
Niggaz
is
mad
cause
they
know
we
got
joints
If
you
got
beef
then
we
can
shoot
joints
Roll
a
bag
and
loose
I'm
a
clip
you
like
joints
We
score
points
cause
we
got
joints,
Check
it
out
Me
and
my
lyrical
compadres
prolly
like
the
senate
buildin
lobby's
durin
lunchtime
Three
of
the
best
that's
unsigned,
at
one
time
Getting
bids
like
the
1-9
at
rush-time,
Naturally
I
bust
mine
Don't
touch
mine
with
one
rhyme
we
drop
the
hammer
And
your
crew
gets
to
steppin
like
a?
actor
I
voice
the
musical
truth
make
it
arrogant
like
ego
trip
You
wasn't
havin
it,
now
you
on
the
penal
tip
I
seem
to
flip
razors
for
sure
with
adverbs
and
add
herbs
till
my
shit
list
to
get
served
With
bad
words
hanging
out
west
with
Mad
Merse
You
can't
verse,
steppin
to
mine
y'all
get
hearsed
And
done
first
after
you've
hung
my
first
verse
your
worst
thirst
Is
waitin
for
Minds
to
rewind
so
call
your
night
nurse
Why
just
lifted
the
skirt,
it's
99
so
we
puttin
in
work
[Chorus]
The
world
was
beggin
for
a
savior
so
I
finally
came
To
bring
these
jokers
up
to
speed
on
how
we
playin
this
game
You
know
my
name,
Worldwide
I
get
around
like
a
spliff
So
every
word
got
em
stickin
to
their
guns
like
the
sheriff
I'm
not
here
to
change
destiny
but
to
fulfill
it
And
stay
fly
like
the
bullets
from
a
gat
when
you
pull
it
Red
beans,
Sweat
teams,
never
missin
that
mark
So
cats
wanna
hear
my
big
dogs
bark
and
spit
sparks
I
treaded
soft
when
I
started
off,
now
niggaz
is
getting
carted
off
Cause
they
wasn't
show
now
they
know
That
a
Master
can
play
a
fool,
but
a
fool
masters
nothin
So
they
salty
like
stove
top
stuffin
I
fake
in,
natural
like
skin
Until
you
front
that's
when
I
have
to
loosen
your
chin
Get
all
up
inside
your
chest
like
a
gin
well
you
sound
too
thin
You
can't
win
you
better
lip
synch
or
start
goals(?)
right
then
[Chorus
x2]
Check
it
out
its
like
that
y'all
Album
The Underground Railroad
1 Hot Shit #12
2 Liberty
3 Shell Shocked
4 Bring It Back (feat. Mr. Khaliyl)
5 Joints 2000 (feat. Mr. Khaliyl)
6 onetwothree
7 The Spinners
8 2025
9 Front to Back
10 No Test (feat. Mr. Lif)
11 The Professionals
12 Seven (feat. El-P, J-Live, J-Treds, Shabaam Sahdeeq & Mr. Complex)
13 Day One
14 Memories
15 Free (Outro) (feat. Jasmine Lee & Judy Rogers)
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