Jewelz

Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, ha

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, uh, yeah, what, yeah

Diggin' In The Crates, y'all, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, uh, yeah

Lord Finesse, y'all, check it, uh, check it out

Check it out, yo

My movement motion, smooth or rough as the ocean

Sometimes I slip away and I lose devotion

My judgement get cloudy, then I wanna get rowdy like Arabia

Terrorize like Saudi Arabia

My aviance reflects my mood swing, switch colors like a mood ring

Wifey telling me good things so I won't stray

Got gray hairs and only been here 25 years

Shed tears for niggas I knew for life now lifeless

When you died to us was like the Iranian crisis

I took it hard like a flick of slow-mo, breathing

Prophesized God of a book of a midsummer night's dreaming

Semi-wet as I write this, dragging a cancer stick

Smoke thick, Hennessy shots to my wig

Half-naked while I jot this, lounging in my boxers

Dream of Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas

I get a boner when I'm asleep dreaming that I'm lounging on a yacht

Chill in the sun, boat 'bout to leave the docks

Reality I wake up to, feels like I woke up to

A cloud-filled room with angel dust, it's just the

Stress, thrust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss, I lust for living a life of righteousness

When invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course

I'm searching for the light like Noah, the flame combust

Upon the bush foreseeing my future like the nova

Pushing for the brighter side of living a life of better times

Pouring rhymes like wine 'til my cup runneth over

Temptation on my shoulder, I'm growing colder than a polar bear

Thinking 'bout a bank hold-up

I fold up on my lap and rest my head upon my kneecaps

Is it a crime that I be dreaming 'bout the G's, black?

Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life

Gotta hold it like a knife, must have more than a slice, you know?

Frustration, mental masturbation (Confusion)

Life is love, living 'til I'm right being illusion, seclusion

Seeing me is rare, I'd rather obtain stacks

Map the islands on a plane ready for liftoff

And spend grands, sipping exotic juice

Laying in the shade in shorts, at a fly resort

On my cell contacting D.I.T.C. cohorts

Talking to the God Finesse, we tight like Indians with a Mohawk

And so on, conversation going on, do the math

Dreaming I leave the sand for champagne bubble bath

Reality I wake up to, feels like I woke up to

A cloud-filled room with angel dust, it's just the

Stress, thrust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss, I lust for living a life of righteousness

When invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course

Stress, thrust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss, I lust for living a life of righteousness

When invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course

You're working hard for the dough, but time seem to go slow

Busting your ass to go from an amateur to a pro

Low-budget feeling inside, no more can you score

Bad and the good fighting inside just like a war

Slavery laid a foundation for my nation centuries before

Final calling be the New World Order

2K's on its way, no time for play

So I pray that God got me on a path of righteous ways

Even though I get stressed and frustrated

The best time for me to bless a rhyme is put the pen through a test

Yeah, I want the riches, the Mrs. on my side

On the cold winter night when it blizzard

And work magic like a grand wizard

Official, O.C. a two-syllable sound

3-6 And real complete like the Earth is round

And on that note, keep hope alive, striving to rise

From the inner soul, seeing through the eyes of a crow, you know?

Slow pace your walk for it's only right

Separate the cause from another man far from yours

Going for mine, still coming off a two-year hiatus

And in that time, niggas bit my shit like alligators

It's alright, though, this rap shit is stress for us

It makes you feel you're in the hallway, robust with angel dust

Reality I wake up to, my old dad once

Told me, "How you live your life is all on you, son"

Stress, thrust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss, I lust for living a life of righteousness

When invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course

Stress, thrust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss, I lust for living a life of righteousness

When invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course