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letra de slow jamz – jay’ major

[verse 1:]
that’s me coming round the corner
g*ssed up like a bunsen burner
until everybody ducking me
if anybody knew the pressure of success
then they won’t be runners
(then they won’t be runner’s ooo)
chasing it like a bill collector
laundry money gonna bill collect folds
like me in my rumpled clothes
so even if my calls collect
i’ll still find a way to call connect uh
my intentions and pressure would be on the tender rise
hard footing on the tender gr*ss
tender footing on this hard carpet
ready to dance to teddy pendergr*ss, huh!
in this ball room we still ball
dancing to the tune of a piper who plays what he was paid for
i might just have to deal more
or i might have to bill y’all

[bridge:]
i don’t know where we at
i know we racing and chasing our own
till we find us in traffic oh
yeah

[hook:]
fast track is the pace
fast track is the way for the hundred meter dash
stayed on my brain
gotta make it quick but i hear voices that told me
“go slow mo’”
what they ever think i need to slow for?
not every ball room dance would follow the slow steps
behind these walls
(behind these walls)
there’s a ball room on
her hands is in mine and we dancing the foxtrot
to the beat of a slow song
somehow i feel a need to slow mo
what is it i ever gotta slow for?
not every ball room dance would follow the slow jamz

[verse 2:]
now that the dance woulda need footwork’s
i hear that the wine press woulda need footwork’s
see i been tired of dancing upon this hard work
hard dance ‘pon a hard floor, my feet do hurt
how many times i fell trying to do the moon walk?
i hear the devil’s in that dance (is)
really why they call it moon walk
now you backslide like the moon walk
when it takes two to tango and one to moon walk
temptations not just in the dark
they sit in the spotlight and lie in the spark
of your ambitions
so as you take that stage with fire
you burning that heat with your numbest desires
when you at the top only thing left is ‘go-down’
and may quick be the climb
but it’s quicker going down
maybe i would have slowed down
if i knew what i know now

[bridge:]
i don’t know where we at
i know we racing and chasing our own
till we find us in traffic oh
yeah

[hook:]
fast track is the pace
fast track is the way for the hundred meter dash
stayed on my brain
gotta make it quick but i hear voices that told me
“go slow mo’”
what they ever think i need to slow for?
not every ball room dance would follow the slow steps
behind these walls
(behind these walls)
there’s a ball room on
her hands is in mine and we dancing the foxtrot
to the beat of a slow song
somehow i feel a need to slow mo
what is it i ever gotta slow for?
not every ball room dance would follow the slow jamz

[verse 3:]
i’ve had some lanes where i find out i been running a rat race
i’ve had some days when i’m fainting from a fast beating
heart pace
and bad days for a fast walker
with the tongue of a fast talker
when success for the flash is coming at an ants pace
i had called up lc beatz told him he should put me on
put me in touch with the elders
i want ‘em to see me do it young
little did i know that there ain’t no ropes though
but when you suicidal they’ll show you the gallows
and help you hang down these ropes
but d*mn to the man who told me to crawl
when my feet been itching to run
for the sun sets upon the young
when it’s dawn
he told me to slow mo’
what he ever think i need to slow for?
they need my game to be like how most of these rappers sound
told me don’t swim with the big fish
you might get eat up
i ain’t not the small fish
i serve as the bait to bring you to be eat up
look how they telling me to slow mo’
what they ever think i need to slow for?
i never heard that success comes with a slow sound
i know ‘bout snares of the fowler
they plenty for this beat
they plenty for these streets
you wan’ fly you go dey look like meat
i know ‘bout horns of the hornet
horns like the sound of a trumpet
horns when you stirred up the hornet’s nest
and its sting leaves you haunted
for rebellion makes me think
i won’t slow down in lagos streets
till i hit maryland traffic
or i’m stuck on third mainland bridge
then i slow mo’
what is it i ever gotta slow for?
haha

- letras de jay major