Jplus I'm Over You (feat. Noemi Escobar)
[Verse 1-JPlus]
My crew's official, super lyrical
Never been a snitch, you blew the whistle
I'ma blow up like I drew a missile
Then I transform like Lou Farigno
Hi Hater, bye hater
Do me a favor, Die hater
MVP, star player
You niggas can't breath, Darth vader
Who's a bitch? You's a bitch
Y'all been crossed, crucifix
How you compete with dude like this?
I spit phlegm, Mucinex
You impressed? Don't mess
With a nigga that came from the projects
Now I'm on stage doing pro sets
And y'all get no play like no sex
I came from the rats and the roaches
Now I'm in show biz
No coat checks
Y'all take breaks like every second
I glide on time like a rolex
Now I see it clearly, no specs
On my grown shit, got no stress
Only so much you can pick on a nigga
Till I'm bad to the bone with no flesh
Catch me in the club, sipping liquor with a bad bitch
Y'all niggas ain't got hoes yet
Gotta big mouth, till the nigga get f..cked up
Now I don't hear you talkin no shit (nah)
Now I'm in my zone, how you let me get that?
I spit fresh like I popped a tic tac
Your album flopped, no nigga your shit's whack
Now my turn to hit back, drop that
[Hook-Noemi Escobar]
I know I hold it down
You know I know I do
I got no time for haters say goodbye I'm over you
You talkin hella shit
But we both know the truth
I got no time for haters say goodbye I'm over you
I… I'm over you
I… I'm over you
I got no time for haters
Say goodbye I'm over you
I… I'm over you
I… I'm over you
I got no time for haters
Say goodbye I'm over you
[Verse 2-JPlus]
Ya boy at it again, I'm back again
Still show and prove I ain't bad with the pen
Still kill tracks stating facts again
And y'all still act like shit's an accident
Had to hit y'all with a classic jam
So I can take y'all niggas back to class again
There will be none like J after him
That's why I really had to laugh at your last attempt
Got the passion in me
You ain't rappin with me
Then you rap against me
Man, and that's a pity
Cause I rep my city
And I'm bad and gritty
And you're whack is shitty
What happened man?
Ya goon' to have to dead me
If you basterds diss me
Lil faggot sissy
Why you acting bitchy?
Matter fact Sin-City
Please pass the spliffy
While I pack the blickie with the gat in hand
Got the weapon with me
When I'm bent and pissy
Then my trigger finger is a little extra itchy
You can't stand my reign, so I put you in a black bag
Now you looking like you tryin to rap with Missy
And where your body ends up
That's the mystery
I throw you in the river and rest is history
518, they request me quickly
So you are now rocking with the best, you miss me?
My destiny's to bring the best out in me
And I could give a f..ck about your next opinion
And I'm addressing every single man and woman
When everybody tried to say I can't, I couldn't
But I could tell you there was not a chance I wouldn't
I paused for a second like, “Damn I shouldn't”
But the door to this rap game's similar to your ass
I saw it cracked open and I smashed my foot in (let's go!)