The Mack ft. Jamar Johnson Lyrics

Used to eyes i see em all watching

What you spit we call nonsense

You'll never get a hit from Jamar Johnson

False prophets, tryna pass as Jazz that's what i call Stockton

Load the stock they hitting licks in bald stockings

Call congress, na they tryna teach us that there's good cops

I'll never believe it look how the treated Albert Woodfox

I would stop but they told me that the better words resurfaced

But the terribles encouraged, you raps Never Nervous Pervis

If you tryna follow waves my nigga pedal towards the current

I'm tryna start islands, to visit you need medical insurance

When you get here don't step to far

There's lines that you can cross that'll probably get you crossed

My bitch over there look like a young Ja'Net Dubois

all we had was Good Times, in the PJs i visioned that the hood climbed

The diamond in the rough is something that we would find

We all got aunts and cousins moving like Patrice Woodbine

If weed legal then how come there's still kush crimes

I hope Brittany's a Grinder

My mind may fantasize bout finer

Things like a Goyard recliner

Movie room, an indoor pool and personal diner

The chef? i'm fuckin her, burned the food and ignored the timer

The Lord of Rhymers, you floss your riches until the poor appears

Ignore ya fears, you slumpt and pitiful and niggas bored for years

You mad your weed is mid and not medicinal, immortal tears

You mad that when you speak it's not original like Norman Lear

Don't think i gotta weak punch

I've seen punks that's G'd up cry for they lady but then act like they don't need one

The same heart that we love from is the same exact one we bleed from

I gotta wifey, Brown, & i'll never treat her like i'm Kareem Hunt

I re up on the gas

Your current relationship don't work because you stuck on the past

Airborne viruses is stuck on ya mask

Masking tape to shut the mouth on an addicts face

The producer, engineer, promoter and the rapper fake

Elaborate? the same ones that stole vinyls when they was stacking crates

Is the same niggas leaking music right now without a trace

Used to eyes i see em all watching

What you spit we call nonsense

You'll never get a hit from Jamar Johnson

False prophets, tryna pass as Jazz that's what i call Stockton

Load the stock they hitting licks in bald stockings