Jivetalk

Lyrics

[Hook 1: Breeze Brewin] (x2) Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah [Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2) Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah [Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breeze Brewin] (x4) J-to-the-I-to-the-V-to-the-E-to-the- -T-to-the-A-to-the-L-to-the-K [Verse 1: Breeze Brewin] So what you saying? Kid, you butt. Yo, spraying niggas means saliva, messy Slobbering ("I know you got soul/sole!") from my Timmies when you Test me. Clobbering these niggas easy. See, I hunger for your Talking shit, you please me when you say your shit is butter Poor excuse for the use of noise. Slaughtering There'll be no truce, your boys would break your jaw if they your peoples To stop the yap. I'm playing Doc Kevorkian, I'll lock your thoughts See, then commence the mercy killing 'cause your mental's dead, your verse Be still intensely showing you gots love for the game. Maybe If you playing tennis 'cause you missed the men. It's wicked, crazy Hard to listen to without my finger flying to The fast-forward button 'cause your feeble ass flow with nothing new Nothing new when cutting through, we be the Juggaknots If you know the deal, then you gots to keep it real… far away Secluded from my vision on the hush, and any Effort towards rebuttal leads to crushing feeble niggas with The jivetalk [Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2) Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah [Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breeze Brewin] (x4) J-to-the-I-to-the-V-to-the-E-to-the- -T-to-the-A-to-the-L-to-the-K [Verse 2: Breeze Brewin] Ayyo, I heard you coming out… The closet. Deposit your masculinity Your guts, the hair on your chest, your scrawny nuts. Nigga, run Your manhood. I takes your average dropping-bombs joker to the Family jewels, would mean rocking your mom's choker You're leaving niggas jelled, but I never thought the KY And when you say, "I gots your back," you trying to hit the hay. I Never knew the static could be so traumatic, so I cut 'em slack And everybody singing "Who's the Mack" and "Trying To Be A Player" You played yourself at Roscoe, you getting crazy ass… …whippings, I gets hostile when a brother know he fly But to me, reminiscent of Jeff Goldblum Falling apart, breaking as the Brewin's in your soul, doom's A given, you're driven by the stress, thoughts are deep… …throating my quoting, but the Juggaknots'll never fail to peep Your style's corny, just a horny slob, talking 'bout you getting Laid off, and then you best to get a fucking job but not the jivetalk [Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x2) Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah [Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breeze Brewin] (x4) J-to-the-I-to-the-V-to-the-E-to-the- -T-to-the-A-to-the-L-to-the-K [Verse 3: Breeze Brewin] Well, then, at times, I can't front. You're style's Milk curdling close to cottage cheese with Your verbal and your boast of knowledge. Please, kid, I know your style's Deaf 'cause you couldn't possibly be hearing loud and clear And mean the shit you're saying. Quit your playing 'cause your thought Is nothing, only around the edges you be rough, and in Comparison, I'm only catching L's when I puff 'em You're coming strictly raw (Jog into hooker style) Your joints hot (And I'm betting your condition took a while after) (Clinic visits), during which the master cynic blizzards acid Rainstorming, flushing out those cockier than Jordan. For the Swing and miss, 0 for 4, no rapport, bringing pissed Feelings to the enemy, so, nigga, buy serenity (My) (Style's dope), fiendish, paranoid, can't cope Squeamish, knowing that the Juggaknots stalking, jivetalking If y'all still ain't understanding me, let's get on down In your case, on your hand and knee, defeated [Hook 1 (Overlapped with Hook 2): Breeze Brewin] (x3) Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah [Hook 2 (Overlapped with Hook 1): Breeze Brewin] (x6) J-to-the-I-to-the-V-to-the-E-to-the- -T-to-the-A-to-the-L-to-the-K [Hook 1: Breeze Brewin] Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah Blasi blah blah, blasi blah blah, blasi blah