paroles de chanson A Hook & a Rhyme 2.0 - Jay Jay , Flash , Aj

It's that new age anthem, the two faced ransom
We making fly music so my rhymes stay handsome
I kick the beat down homie hit by the ankle
Burning rappers down slowly something like a candle
You see I murder instrumentals every beat that i run into
Sick as hell M.C. the booth is my I.C.U.
I know you don't know me man these girls ain't got a clue
Soon they'll be telling me ain't no rapper fly as you
I know, what, I'm only 18 I'm young
This is my time to shine plus I'm only having fun
Rapping on infinity that means I'll never be done
Got a long way to go cause' I've only just begun
See I'm heading to the top, man it shouldn't really be that hard
I know you digging this track, got it banging on your iPod
I'm a brave ass kid I got the bull by the horns
Gake tshabe ope unless your name is God

Man a hook and a rhyme, the gold and the silver
I get those medals but with I on the beat I make it hard like that metal
Am I crazy or crazy or crazy, now wait, I know its the crazy K Waze
Like those highways on that High Joe (Nigga)
Nah really I don't do that I just hit them low
Then I beat them down then I kick them away
Exactly how they roll, man I really never try to give up
And I push it push it hustling straight into the core
Whenever I get an opportunity I head straight to the top and I don't stop
If you black and you whack then you gotta let me own you, pronounce like a title deed
If you really gotta work it I'll put it on the next level, I call that need for speed
Better with the enemy, showing positive energy, becoming with the family tragedy
It's the profits that I'm making that I'm gonna use to get to the top
And the money that you're making is equivalent to a quarter salary of a dedicated rapper's job
Man I really got ability, trinity, got a knee on my path
Better days, better life get away or get a life
Never gonna drop, never gonna flop
Never gonna stop, cause' I know I'm at the top
It's the New Age show stopper
Stop the rancho I'm on a different stage

There might not be a hook but I've got rhymes in my verse
Flow like I'm bewitched and this talent is my curse (Okay)
But it's worse than a curse, shit, It ain't even half of it
AJ made the beat so I thought I should just spazz on it (Dizzie)
I'll better get that, got the game on check (Check)
And yes I got the balls you can ask my ball sack (Sack)
I ain't even start but the niggas fall back (Aha)
Got my eyes on the prize I ain't phased by all that (Haha)
Niggas can't see me this is just a mirage (Oh oh)
Kea ba faendisa like ass ya ga Nicki Minaj (Aha)
I can't get ahead cause' my dick is too large (Mmm)
Ke ba choker ka my voltage they're like what is the charge (Okay)
I hit it like I'm supposed to, the nigga you can't come close to (Ye ye ye)
AJ in the background tuning niggas I told you
Stay fresh like the garden of Eden
So sick I vomit all the fake rappers I've eaten

Ok a hook and a rhyme remix time its keypad 3 in every ear
You can check the number on your dial, top right corner
I'm at the top and o ka se wa mpona (I know)
Me sleeping on these niggas I think ba ka nona
Two Grand said go hard so I went ahead and killed it
I know you rapper's lame but don't pretend you don't feel this
I pushed the button, yeah I'm getting started
Kill MC's and beats nigga, damn! dearly departed
I handle more trees than a gardener
I'm out of this world call me alien, foreigner (Wassup)
I bring the heat like my cousin
Niggas got that young flow my laity I'm a brazen
Try to tell me how to write my raps
They say Jay Jay man stop cussing
If Ray is always by my side them other niggas wasn't
So I go too hard on every beat, keep it rolling like a sheet (She-sheet)
This game's a war-field, and these rappers retreat (Bye bye)