Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas & Sadat X
Jigmastas & Angela Johnson
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas &
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
Jigmastas
[Intro]
Yo
Can't run
Can't hide
Jigmastas
Yo (x5)
[Verse 1]
I need to get some of this money I hear you rappers talking about
I need that ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist when I'm walking about
I need that heat up in my life
In case you thinking of chalking me out
And beef
Bottom dollar before tomorrow
Sun'll come out
I need for y'all to understand me
It's real whenever I open my mouth
And confrontation might not be the wisest thing
Cause I'm known to wild out
Throwing everything at you
Including the kitchen sink right out of my house
You might as well leave the state
Hide out with your cousin down south
And don't take 95 nigga
Better find a new route
Fly or something
My dogs control the highway
They'll stomp you right out
Just for running your mouth
Fold you up convertible couch
It's fucked up but a brief summary
Of what we about
Without I'm thirstier than a drought
And label wanna water me down
Order me 'round just like a servant
Now I'm servin' them rounds
Serving them just like the U.S. Open
With no love but four pounds
And no matter
The label's still able to smell me like bloodhounds
[Hook]
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
They won't step back
I'm ready to explode
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
They won't step back
I'm ready to explode
[Verse 2]
J.I.G.'s motherfuckers
Do y'all realize what y'all dealing with
An entity about to lick you off the Earth
Like you smoking a spliff
I can't be broke and a six
Plus struggling to make a payment
And I can't afford to pay rent
Need to be late for the raiment[?]
I'd rather be fucking all day and stay bent
Enough money to pay PageNet
In a Swiss bank account money placement
Niggas know compared to my squad
There's not another adjacent
Put something sick through your hood
So my Timbs don't be touching the pavement
I stayed on top of the game
With Chinese secrets that's ancient
Turn of the century flow
Y'all niggas still spitting that same shit
I ain't nothing to play with
Keep it authentic
Never a fallacy
Spit it with accuracy
So you notice your own inadequacies
Got so many dues on records that niggas be callin me your majesty
A travesty: only result if y'all in a rap with me
Y'all faggot niggas!
Sweeter than Willy Wonka's factory
Physically what I do to you
Be no limitations like Master P
[Hook]
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
They won't step back
I'm ready to explode
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Criminal
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
Step back
Fuck that
[Verse 3]
Lyrically, y'all niggas shouldn't hang
If y'all was pictures in art galleries
For the large salary
I disable you to operate manually
Raise the stakes and I apply the heat
And I'll make you a hot boy even
Look at you through the eyes of Machiavellis
You niggas still breathing?
With me rappin'
Why y'all still rappin?
There's no reason
Would've dropped the album in '99
But that was like ho season
Y'all niggas wanna blow trees
And talk shit low cock ass of hoes squeezin' [?]
Y'all claiming that y'all heart is dark
And it's 7 o'clock on a New York fall evening
You can't ball even
My shit kick like Seagal Steven
Better yet Pelé after the melee
Family and friends is all breathing
Ballpark region
We aiming for seven figures and better
Bet at the same time for Pink Panther's face on your sweater
I'm straight to the letter
Heat you up
Bury your corpse like a dresser[?]
No matter where I'm chilling at
Imma keep it Brooklyn forever
You shook like cold weather
Avoid you like gold digging chicks that come with the feathers
More real rap?
Better listen out for when any of these beats come together
[Hook]
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
They won't step back
I'm ready to explode
Lyrical murderous mastery
I keep it raw
Y'all rip them off
With the ill slick flow
On a higher plateau
They won't step back
I'm ready to explode
[Outro]
I am the subliminal seducer
Lyrical Mastery was produced by Joc Max.
Jigmastas released Lyrical Mastery on Mon Jan 01 2001.