Ohio Playas

Lyrics

[Intro] And this beat right here was crafted by... (J. Rawls – Columbus, Ohio) Yeah, This is a Ohio Playas (Collaboration!) [Verse] I want a job to go to, not to be at What's good for the goose is good for the propaganda; meander Through the hall, Neanderthal – it's like this, y'all They always tryna ask me questions, y'all Count bigga nigga, got more talent only God could figure Please don't invite me to the booth, my nigga, Tigger I ain't Jigga, just a poor black nigga In 6th grade, got my first C Think I got more talent? Mos def In college, I got my first F Dribble with my right hand, never with my left I never play basketball, I only tap out the beats When J. Rawls don't I, I, I love Paula Poundstone It's another milestone Intimidate MCs with the tone of my vonal drone When I'm dishin' on the microphone I'm "Automatic" like the Sandbox, or The Pointer Sisters Or maybe even Prince, for instance It don't make sense to me  For me to even see you even thinkin' bout you better than me 50 feet is all I need–for me to breathe Fourth child conceived,  Kush, Cana, Hezekiah He brought me out of the muck and mire Oriana – hell, brimstone, and fire The dog still hot like Oscar Myer Count Bass Iyah Month's ration Antiguans West Indian facts I'm speakin' Heads, I'm tweakin' Is it weed you smokin'? Heh heh heh – just jokin' Bobby Brown said, "every little step I take, you'll be there" Any weather, even in this Tennessee tornado weather Hey, fellas – gather 'round, lemme tell ya 'bout this beat That's blowin' my mind [Outro] Understand me? J. Rawls, Count Bass True Ohio Playas