24 Karat

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, J-Spliff Rest in peace to the god Jay B Forever, yeah [Verse 1] Arh, your man said: "You' the next to drop" (Uh huh) He was right, left hooked in that [?] Take your [?] on hostage you sent for cuts You the last fan standin', your friends got bucked (Bah-bah-bah) Organized confusion, I'm a livin' legend (Uh-huh) You be asking for time, but I ain't give a second I ain't got no time to spare to rhyme rare word bar And I'm about to go combine a pair Every fucking bar is a tribute to the late, great Jay B God body prays to the gray ape Gorilla flows go iller than most Try to take aim, your eye gettin' pailed through the scope You wanna walk with a reputation and a step Like you carry weight but got no scars like a vet' I'ma old school dude go off with a hat For my man, Jay B in the boulevard connect Trainer thought, travel fast, juggle balls on the set But I conduct with ease, get large respect You ain't gotta pour water in a river, I deliver any time Any man wanna challenge, baby get up It's crunch time when I spit like a sit-up Get your mind right do work hard and get your head up It's all about love in the end but they pretend to be friends Anybody jagging for gems [Chorus] If you with it put your feet up Pour the best type of rum in the cup, act like you givin' a fuck Diggin' in them crates for that 24 karat Word is all about livin' it up If you with it put your feet up Pour the best type of rum in the cup, act like you givin' a fuck Diggin' in them crates for that 24 karat Word is all about livin' it up [Verse 2] They say you had to be alive that moment To catch the right vibes [?] and I can't stop going Hard as a motherfucker in the dark glowin' Empty all clips with the fake and start posin' Feels like I'm floatin' like balloons in the sewer Your crew becomes fewer when all my goons maneuver You were: "Please don't do it", I'ma let's get it over with Hit him where it hurts on some fast supernova-shit What's a jam now if Jay B ain't controllin' it? Down Town holdin' it, sounds they' moldin' it Styles upon styles, when I'm flowin' Can't keep the sound fat like a barbecue rolled up with a swollen chick And I got sauce for everybody in attendance The [?] extra hot is drippin' from my pendant Can you stand the heat or do you need a glass of fat milk? Rap still after all these years, keep it mad real You get your cat pill [?], boy You're not sick put the pills down [?] Floyd All you ever do is mumble 'bout prescriptions You wouldn't last a second in the jungle on a mission Talk about progression and this music needs levels to it The shit you're leanin' on now is just hella stupid Tell 'em keep it movin', yo, the god about to lose it [?] Tell 'em turn it up, I'm 'bout to televise the revolution [Interlude] [?] [Chorus] If you with it put your feet up Pour the best type of rum in the cup, act like you givin' a fuck Diggin' in them crates for that 24 karat Word is all about livin' it up If you with it put your feet up Pour the best type of rum in the cup, act like you givin' a fuck Diggin' in them crates for that 24 karat Word is all about livin' it up [Outro: Sample] Jay B, is he with me? It's kinda hard to imagine the death of a legend Jay B, is he with me? Daydreamin' yesterday (*Scratch*)