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letra de beej-n-dem pt. 2 (alt beat) - j dilla

[intro]
off the wall, off the wall, off

[verse 1: beej]
n-gga, i peeped your persona, i’m not impressed
an anthem that was stepping wit’ his question clone candidates
our mission is revised, soul music to use it
jay dee perfect the snare, droppin’ dark from the beats
so i can spit the bullets at ’em, now the puzzle’s complete
while you screamin’ hot wobbly wobbly, screamin’ yes
while the lyrical slug go through a thug n-gga’s chest
all due respect, let’s balance it out
’cause the negativity is rеally stressin’ me out
in a house or a crib, ridin’ in a hoopty
you’rе gettin’ upset, no game, no coochie
i once was like you, but a car don’t make the man
what makes the man is his game plan
if you don’t have a plan, then you sinkin’ in the sand
look back one minute later, all i saw was your hand
in your hand was a grand, so i took it and ran
drop the lp and dedicate it to you, my man
tilly mos, call me bj ski
representin, the glove from above
not down below like a ho, let a ho be a ho
i know everybody gonna give love to the mo
yo, we never left, we just kept it on the low, low
low-low like the wizard in mojo
let me let the chorus flow, then you hear the blow
[bridge: jay dee]
make me wanna sing to it, ha
keep f-ckin’ around, ah
oh, you know you f-ckin’ around, uh
you think you f-ckin’ around with this
you know, you know, you know

[verse 2: jay dee]
huh? what? who got dough? let me see it
dilla show you how to mc it
beats bang the f-ck out the mp, kid
pop sh-t, we got clips and we empty it
y’all will agree, it’s simply the truth
we keep n-ggas in line like we simply do
and the envious haters, they wastin’ my time
if you’re not in my face, then you’re not on my mind
they wanna hate jay ’cause jay done got on his shine
see they don’t know this n-gga jay done got on the grind
got a lot on the mind and ’bout to let it all out
they wanna see me ball out
but come down to the d, baby
and we can bounce to the key and the city
and hit the vip wit a fifty for a head shot in the head, not bad at all
show you how a player do it, it’ll take jay to do it
next year grammys, n-ggas wearing gators to it
f-ck, it’s stupid, and y’all made us do this sh-t
who this clique i’m rollin’ wit’? we holdin’ it down (hey)
it’s the thelonius, we ownin’ it now

- j dilla

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