comprennes qu'j'ai pas le temps Parce que j'fais mon job a plein temps Refrain (x2) Ouaih c'est vrai j'fais mon job a plein temps Tous les jours gars j
pression augmente autour d?moi J?ai plus d?air Besoin d?espace vital La pression augmente autour d?moi J?ai plus d?air Et j?sens une ambiance brutale J
to the dog Chillin with Flex, the big man boss *Flex scratches* Now it's the M.J.B., raw to the dog Chillin with Flex, the *Flex scratches* Now it's the
this cycle of hate and disrespect among our brothers and sisters and we must stop asking the question: why? Start spreading the message of one love) [Verse 1: J
livin life inside a jail cell I might as well be livin life inside a dirty hell I can't tell [Verse 2: J Flex] As ominous conglomerates gain prominence
(feat. The Lady Of Rage) [Verse 1:] [J. Flex] Now when I first met her I was down in the dumps Cause my punks would funk Some cowed on some chunk like
were true you wouldn't do what you do but instead you take other niggas ryhmes and beats and say you did them becuz you twisted and twick j-flex with
be okay, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, spin that record babe, da da doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance, dance, just, j-j-just dance
And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back
ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up See the money ain't a thang I flex the Rol', sign a
so fly I should be droved in jets It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right? [Chorus] [J. Cole
sheets, don't worry we don't need 'em A couple hours in the session we done been Through bout four CDs (About four CDs) Keith Sweat, Mary J, Brian McKnight
to the point of havin this opportunity, for you and me to pass it on Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga
J. Cole haha uh Yeah, uh Yeah, Yo Bear with a nigga man, Gotta a little head cold, ya know? I'll still kill it nigga Show y'all niggas how it do, Real
Baby's shit wiggle like J-Lo, her thing so good Before you hit it, you be having to pray, yo Don't wanna bust fast, best be on your J O She strictly
this (Every time I been around it) (And diners and restaurants, I don't know) Yeah, yo Aiyo, I couldn't get enough from the way she smell Was it Baby Phat, J
turnstyle On the alley, tried to challenge God for the new vials Especially that, aluminum bat in the act Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day, it pays black The Mac 10 flex
