Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix) Lyrics
Artist: InI f/ Meccalicious
Album: Fakin Jax 12"
Song: Fakin Jax (Bop Ya Head Remix)
[Pete Rock]
One two, InI's in the place
With the PR, check it out
On the Fakin Jax remix
For the nine-six, InI with the flavor
Lyrically gifted with the rhyme, in due time, will conquer
Many rap styles for all you fake rap criminals
The captain of the ship, for the nine-six we rip
InI and Pete Rock son -- so recognize that shit
We go on and on, check the lyrics to the song
No jack moves here Dunn, I'm still number one
Put your cap to the back, your phony hardcore raps
I'm specializin in funk black (what) I'm ready to attack
[Grap Luva]
Yeah, enter the minds of young brothers determined
To rid the world, of all hip-hop vermin
Extermination courtesy of prodigal sons collectin funds
Without the use of handguns, but
Be alarmed they'll put a chip in your arm
Scenes of a new world make the nuthairs curl for real
I wanna put the wicked right on they backs
So now is not the time for I to fake the jax
Chorus: repeat 4X
("I don't fake jax kid, you know I bring it to you live
Thirsty for recognition" - Mobb Deep)
[Rob-O]
Check it, you thought you'd succeed or progress
Livin for material things but it's obvious
You go to extremes in the process
Accuse others, when it's you showin your true colors
Busy selling your dreams, but all your cream
Contributes to your lack of self-esteem
So it would seem, but every day of the week, you act different
Every word that you speak, it's twisted, check it
Fronting what, you love to perform
But when the crowd's gone, word is bond, you get your murk on
Is this the real definition of what a snake is
Politikin makin papers, but check it
It didn't work with the fake ass smirk
See the meek shall inherit the earth, for what it's worth
So turn around cause you backwards, you heard what the facts was
You fakin jax son, it's like that
Chorus
[Ras G]
You're worth lead if you can't bring home the cake to get the youths fed
We used to harvest now it's work instead
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So, to get ahead to hit the nail on the head, it's hard work
Cause America jerks, takin tax and perps out the check
So father sweats from workin for the next
Just to connect, so man listen
A comfortable position's what I'm after
So all the while, I'm preparin myself to meet the master
It can't wait for the outcome, from moves you made
It seemed very evident your style was kind of hesitant
Inferior, now you starin at superior
In a fix in the mix with no tricks
So what now? As I raise the eyebrow
You're beefin like a cow you wanna get the know-how
But what's next, usually the gun pow
And that's far from real, because respect's the deal
[Meccalicious]
Hold it down, represent, fuck that
Live your life, get bent, movement
Across lands and seas, I seen the evergreen leaves
Note free from everyday footsteps
Wild the heavens and get held back, got us on they hostile
Acting wild, to civilize in the do or die
Think about who gets torn out the frame like dames
Say it ain't so Shane, all we lose is the propane
Push the crowd, squeeze the wack
Shatter the thought, taste the line to form with two flies
From nights with the get-high, off the talk got my walk
Down pat, you scared that the world's flat
Degrees, meridians, and equators, perhaps
InI and The Creator, is just too lax (fakin no jax)
In your pattern, however it happened
You'll see me on Saturn, before I fake Jackson's
Chorus: fade to end
