[Verse] Yo Jah's belly rounder than a pizza pie, Face looks sour, got bags under each eye. Sweats gravy, dreams in heavy cream, Couch potato vibes, livin' the lazy dream. [Verse 2] Jah's breath smellin' like old spaghetti, Hands always sticky from greasy confetti. Belt strainin', button poppin' off his jeans, Life’s a buffet, he’s the culinary kingpin lean. [Chorus] Jah loves donuts, each bite's divine, Stacks ’em high, bread on the decline. Fat and ugly but food’s the shrine, Guess who's eating? Jah all the time. [Bridge] Burps louder than a thunderclap, Stretch marks showing where his tummy flaps. Swaddled in crumbs, like a pastry trap, Livin' large, ain't no calorie cap. [Verse 3] Jah’s gut jiggles like Jell-O in a quake, Chompin' and munchin' for goodness sake. Lip gloss? More like burger grease shine, Jah be the king in his food court line. [Chorus] Jah loves donuts, each bite's divine, Stacks ’em high, bread on the decline. Fat and ugly but food’s the shrine, Guess who's eating? Jah all the time.
bass-heavy groovy hip-hop
English
humorous, light-hearted
entertainment, satire
The song features a bass-heavy groove typical of hip-hop, with a focus on humorous and exaggerated lyrics about Jah's love for food. The use of descriptive language and playful exaggeration creates a vivid image of Jah's lifestyle and relationship with food, emphasizing comedic elements throughout the verses and chorus.
[Verse] Birthday candles lit, bout to take a trip, Cake so fly, frosting bout to dip, Sugar high, we skyrocket, no lip, Present stack lookin' hefty, no need to skip. [Chorus] It's your day, feel the vibe, we goin' live, Birthday bash, groove and thrive, we arrive, Celebrate you, all eyes, no jive, Party blastin', you big-time, high-five. [Verse 2] Poppin' confetti, balloons on the floor, DJ on the decks, and we beggin' for more, Tunes so slick, got ya feet feelin' sore, Birthday royalty, tonight you explore. [Bridge] Blow out them flames, make a wish, no shame, Life's a game, every year a new frame, Memories in the makin', joy reclaim, Age? Just a number, stay the same. [Verse 3] Gifts unwrapped, smiles crack, pure delight, Party lights flash bright, stars in sight, Homies by your side, lock the night tight, B-day vibes amplified, joy in flight. [Chorus] It's your day, feel the vibe, we goin' live, Birthday bash, groove and thrive, we arrive, Celebrate you, all eyes, no jive, Party blastin', you big-time, high-five.
[Verse] Streetlights flicker, shadows on the wall Whips rollin’ through, like a ghost at nightfall Paper stackin’ up, bricks on the mind Tunnel vision vision, like I'm legally blind [Verse 2] Clock tick-tock, bombs in my chest Gotta hustle hard, never settle for less Whispers in the alley, secrets in the shade Royalty of the hood, respect never swayed [Chorus] Crown on my head, King of the block Never back down, I'm the one they talk Chains swing low, ice so cold Hardest in the game, story never told [Verse 3] Cash rules everything, words of the wise Hustle through the night, under neon skies Dreams in the eyes, hunger in the soul Living for the moment, 'cause the end's always cold [Bridge] Echoes in the street, anthem of the grind Every step heavy, never fall behind Grit in my pulse, sweat on my brow Survivor’s instinct, gotta make it somehow [Chorus] Crown on my head, King of the block Never back down, I'm the one they talk Chains swing low, ice so cold Hardest in the game, story never told
[Verse] On the block with my crew Money moves what we do Cold streets no love here Night falls no fear [Verse 2] Cash stacks we climb high Fast cars speeding by Drugs flow like the river No sleep can't shiver [Chorus] Gang ties running deep Hustle hard we don’t sleep Money stacks we will keep Street life ain't for the weak [Verse 3] Grow up fast in the dark Street fights leave their mark Cold steel by your side Trust few run and hide [Bridge] Can't stop our hustle now Rise up take a bow Gotta keep moving on Street dreams never gone [Chorus] Gang ties running deep Hustle hard we don’t sleep Money stacks we will keep Street life ain't for the weak
[Verse] Step in the booth, wit' a banger, no cap, Racks like towers, sittin' tall in my lap, Drillers on the block, movin' weight, no gym, Lightning wit' the strikes, dark nights, gettin' grim. [Chorus] Stacks and racks, cash flow never slack, Hustlin' on the grind, ain't no lookin' back, Beat drop heavy, make the crowd react, Runnin' this game like the track on a track. [Bridge] Whip so cold, it freeze the breeze, Whip it out fast, they beggin' “please”, Steamin' on the stove, cookin' cheddar, no tease, Feared on these streets, we them big bad G’s. [Verse 2] Hood tales told, inked on my skin, Battle scars deep, demons kept within, Rollin' wit' the heat, no chance to win, Block too raw, move stealthy, grin sin. [Chorus] Stacks and racks, cash flow never slack, Hustlin' on the grind, ain't no lookin' back, Beat drop heavy, make the crowd react, Runnin' this game like the track on a track. [Bridge] Bulletproof vest like a second skin, Kingpin crown, now let the reign begin, Whispered in the alleys, “who’s that again?” Livin' on the edge, where the light gets thin.
Glockin Switchin Yo, it's the king of the block, steady Glockin' & Switchin' Opps talkin' shit, but they just bitches, ain't worth a mention Ridin' through the streets on my BMX, flexin' on you fake ass niggas I stay ballin', you stay crawlin', ain't nobody do it bigger Got my glocks on lock, switches ready to hit Movin' through these streets, ain't no time to quit I'm a thug, through and through, born in the struggle You mess with me, you in trouble, see me rise and bubble My crew's tight, we run this shit, ain't no room for fakes We ride together, die together, that's all it takes We stackin' cash, makin' moves, livin' life without a care You step to us, you best beware, we don't play fair Glockin' & Switchin', that's the life I lead All about that hustle, gettin' what I need BMX stuntin' in the streets, showin' off my skills You talk that shit, but I pay no bills So watch your back, the king's in town Glock in hand, ready to take you down I run this game, ain't no one above Glockin' & Switchin', that's how we show love Yeah, uh, Glockin' & Switchin', that's what's up You mess with me, you mess with the toughest pup So bow down, show respect to the king Glockin' & Switchin', that's how we do our thing Yeah.
do me a favour, open the box, tell all your neighbours that you're never coming home. do me a favour, don't push your luck, tell all your neighbours, you're never going home, no no no
[Verse] Yo Luke you ain't so tough All your talk just a bluff Think you cool think you raw But your game is full of flaws [Verse 2] You walk around like you're the king But you ain't got the bling All your stories sound the same Man you just a boring name [Chorus] Not so lucky Luke Time to face the truth You ain't what you think Your ship bout to sink [Verse 3] You say you run the show But everyone knows it's all for show You got no swag got no style Man you ain't been real in a while [Bridge] It's plain to see you're just pretend Time to bring this to an end You think you're fly you think you're sleek But you're just another weak streak [Chorus] Not so lucky Luke Time to face the truth You ain't what you think Your ship bout to sink
[Verse] Celebramos fuerte, doce meses de fe, Valle Amauta vibra, corazón con café. Desde la mañana, agradecer al Rey, Voces se unirán, alabar su ley. [Verse 2] Aquí nos encontramos, hermanos y hermanas, La luz del Cielo ilumina, rompe las ventanas. En cada esquina, se escucha la oración, El espíritu se siente, en cada canción. [Chorus] Aniversario en Valle Amauta, Brilla como el sol, nunca se agota. Alegría y paz, a cada alma, Celebramos juntos, con voz y calma. [Verse 3] El pastor predica, palabras de amor, El coro canta fuerte, elevando al Señor. Niños ríen y juegan, corre la bendición, Aquí nadie llora, pura celebración. [Verse 4] La comida se comparte, manos generosas, Hermanos en Cristo, almas gloriosas. Las promesas fluyen, fiel a su pacto, Valle Amauta, un amor intacto. [Bridge] Un año de gracia, juntos en la fe, Cada domingo, un nuevo amanecer. Recordamos cómo, nos guió la luz, Futuro brillante, bajo la cruz.
[Verse] Marko, banana lover turned hater His heart crushed, harder than concrete cater Vlada swerved, left him twisted in knots Now he's spitting venom, lyrical onslaught [Verse 2] Peeling back layers, his heart turns black Once sweet fruit, now bitter in the rap attack Cold revenge, served on lyrical plates Vlada's name etched in hate, destiny's fates [Chorus] Banana licks bring pleasure, but rejection stings Marko's love turns to spite, venom in his wings Once enamored, now he despises her soul Banana peels disguising the heart's gaping hole [Bridge] Marko’s regrets, a jungle of desire No ripened love, just a burning pyre Vlada's smile, haunting in his dreams Banana fantasies ruined, torn at the seams [Verse 3] Chasing dreams, but slipping on memories Marko’s heart shattered, no remedies Vlada’s rejection, a dagger through his chest Banana essence, fading with the rest [Chorus] Banana licks bring pleasure, but rejection stings Marko's love turns to spite, venom in his wings Once enamored, now he despises her soul Banana peels disguising the heart's gaping hole
[Verse] Yo Joe Lacob Listen up This the plan (oo-yeah!) Got a player combo pack I'm the G-Funk man (oo-yeah!) Kuminga's got hops But we need that Finn flair Lauri Markkanen's the answer Let me make it clear (hoo) [Verse 2] We got draft picks stackin' Like a G-funk beat (swagger) But we need that big man Seven-foot right on his feet (uh-huh) He’s a shooter He's a baller Call him Big Finn Ice On the Warriors team He’s the spice so nice (ow!) [Chorus] Joe Make that trade Make our squad so tight (oop!) Kuminga and them picks for Lauri Get it right! (woo) West Coast steppin' with the endless groove With Markkanen on board We can't lose Can't lose (yeah) [Verse 3] Silicon Valley cash Make the trade real smooth (cha-ching) Lauri’s stats so high Make the fans all approve (whoa) Three-point land Dunkin' with the best With Markkanen in the bay We be better than the rest (ow-wee!) [Verse 4] Dub Nation's shoutin' "We need that Lauri flair!" (get hyped) Kuminga he's a beast But Joe Let's dare! (ohlalala) Championship dreams They’re just a trade away Make the deal happen It's the start of a new day (new day) [Chorus] Joe Make that trade Make our squad so tight (oh!) Kuminga and them picks for Lauri Get it right! (okay) West Coast steppin' with the endless groove With Markkanen on board We can't lose Can't lose (oooh)
