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| Jay Man Life-Long Ride vol.1 No Turning Back featuring/Wa-Wu Verse 1(Jay Man):Im in the center of complexed minds, Im steady spittin' these complexed rymes. Closely read inbetween the lines, in age I might be considered young, But when you talk down on Jay Man you might as well be considered done. Think, run, is the the first and only solution to ya problem, if the family say robb um' then just hit me and I got um'. From very low to the bottom, got what you need from herion to weed, two feet planted in the courtroom guilty concious what would you pleed. Family over greed, money over weed, that cant be tought, shit get real on the battle feild thats why trust just cant be bought. I seeked and sought the reason Im greiving and pockets flat, Im putting on my hard hat cause once I make this choice it aint no turning back. Chours: No turning back, Im going in strapped either take my life or take a nap. No turning back, the choice is made crying and excuses are to be saved. No turning back, Im ready for war get on my knees and pray to the LORD. No turning back, the decision is finalized get the glocks its time to ride. Verse 2(Jay Man): I got a call early one morn during a storm didnt want to wake, but the voice on the phone was big bro and he said just do it for the family sake. He was full of hate, I peped game and could tell by the tone of him speakin' grieving and weepin', the vibe in the room directly told me the reason. For a second stopped breathin the went to thinkin' damn this too much, all these deaths in the family got me thinkin' homicidal and such. My loved ones decreasing similar to health in old age, Im on a new page but still feeling low like minimun wage. My mind is made lets fade and hit this lick for 22 bricks, releasing anger by loading clips, crone 4-5 wit hollow tips. He said come to grips and realize Im right wit chu wit that, I ready for combat cause once I make this choice it aint no turning back. [Chours] Verse 3(Wa-Wu): No turning back like hands on a clock the choice is made times running out, should we hit tha spot that got wee to rocks or interrupt a delivery route. Aint no doubt that Im pissed and temper boiling to the point of erruption, the FEDS got 21 questions(here come the answer) I know nothin. The angel of death pushed that button Im strapped like Rambo ready to die, we busted in tha spot about ten o'clock they was all high so no time to reply. No time for actions so dont even try we busted out made men, wit a devilish grin, each had 4-5's in tha wind. Again and again we reacted tha scene that just had happened, why these boys be lyricly actin' like hills hundred bill we be stackin. Grade A robbin and jackin' we should be awarded a platnium plaq, Its a fact that once I made this choice it whatin' no turning back. Copyright 2004 DAMN FOOL ENTERTAINMENT. |
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