Letras
Jump on the records, put a mic on the beat Jump on the logs, bring the fire, bring the
Heat
If you jump to the bass, then tell me to my
Face
Don't you stay there in your seat
You can postpone my message, it's not scheduled like a session
But you'll hear it sooner or later
And I don't care if when you hear it
Whether you're my friend or hater
Don't give me gold or silver
They are not my friends
The one I like is platinum
I like to know three of them
When you talk about amazing rappers
Don't tell me I'm not one
Cause when I dare to hold the mic
Like a mirror, I reflect the sun
I'll use the gifts God's given me
To make a rap that's great
I'll make them clean And riveting won't make them full of hate
Don't give me gold or silver
They are not my friends
The one I like is platinum
I like to know three of them
Don't give me gold or silver
They are not my friends
The one I like is platinum
I like to know three of them
Jump on the records, put a mic on the beat
Jump on the logs, bring the fire, bring the heat
If you jump to the bass
Then tell me to my face
Don't just stay there in your seat
You can postpone my message, it's not scheduled like a session
But you'll hear it sooner or later
And I don't care if when you hear it
Whether you're my friend or hater