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[Hook]
Yeah, what you wanna be?
What you gonna be?
Imma be a real nigga
What you wanna be?
What you gonna be?
What yo wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga

[Verse 1]
Ask me what imma be
I just wanna be real
My momma say imma die
Cuz real niggas get killed
That fake shit get revealed
Boy you know how that is
I want to snap on these niggas
But something keeps telling me chill
Something keep telling me never fuck with them people no more
But I love my dawg to death
And dawg it ain’t no homo
You got to pay me for convo
You don’t know me, I’m John Doe
We got to fuck in the hood
Cuz I don’t fuck in the condo
Hold up give me a minute
Don’t suck that dick till i’m finished
It won’t hurt to be real
That shit won’t cost you a penny
I don’t really have any friends
I don’t fuck with too many
I only fuck with my soldiers
And I’m the Sargent, Lieutenant, yeah

[Hook]
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
Why they keep on asking me what do I want to be
I just wanna take care of my dawgs
And my family
I just want to do something niggas ain’t never did
Imma die real, if I die broke or rich

[Verse 2]
Aye
Imma be a real nigga, that’s the easiest thing to do
Been getting money since a youth, what about you?
Diamonds ocean blue, fuck bitches by the twos
They watch my every move
Foreigns, Rari, black shoes
Bitch I sold dope because I had to
Getting head in the back of the classroom
Told my niggas don’t make a move
Because right now I’m hot
Fuck niggas in their feelings like he can’t be stopped
I got money in the wild blood on my hands
Yeah I love my dawgs, yeah I been the man
Yeah I sacrificed everything nigga
Yeah I’m just too real and you a lame nigga

[Hook]
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
Why they keep on asking me what do I want to be
I just wanna take care of my dawgs
And my family
I just want to do something niggas ain’t never did
Imma die real, if I die broke or rich

[Verse 2]
All I ever want to be in life is what I am
Respect is what I demand
Stand up nigga I never ran
All I ever wanted to be in life is what I is
Follow the rule, never put no hoe before your kid
Follow the rule, never let no hoe fuck up your crib
If you partners down the road
Hold em down, that’s just real
If your plan go sour, take you L that’s what it is
When you [?] in these streets just like I did fool
Might get out and cop that amg just like I did
Might just get that Lambo just like Ronald [?]
50 em in my pocket, flex on any given Sunday
This is true, OG said just stay down and get that money

[Hook]
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
What you wanna be?
Imma be a real nigga
Why they keep on asking me what do I want to be
I just wanna take care of my dawgs
And my family
I just want to do something niggas ain’t never did
Imma die real, if I die broke or rich

[Outro]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye , aye, ayee
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye , aye, ayee

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
Jamaica!

We’re off man!

Make room pon’ da’ ice
Start off feeling nice
You know we do it right

To the right
To the left
To the right
To the left

On this freezing night
Watch Jamaica slide by
Watch Jamaica slide by

Slide down now
Slide up now

To the right
To the left

Now bounce!

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

It’s bobsled time!

Fly top speed pon’ this ice wall
Green black and yellow say we nah’ gon’ fall say we nah’ gon’ fall say we nah’ gon’ fall No!
(say we nah’ gon’ fall No! No! No!)

To the right, (to the right)
To the left, (to the left)
To the right, (to the right)
To the left (to the left)

Slide down now
Slide up now

Now bounce!

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

It’s bobsled time!

To my ladies in the black and the yellow and the green
To my breadren cool, you live out the dream

(the dream) the dream
(the dream) the dream
Me say! Jamaica!

To my ladies in the black and the yellow and the green
To my breadren cool, you live out the dream

(the dream) the dream
(the dream) the dream
Me say! Jamaica!

Woah! Hey!
Woah! Hey!
Woah!

Woah! Hey!
Woah! Hey!
Woah!
Jamaica!

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

It’s bobsled time!

We’re makin’ moves all night
We’re dancing cause we feel alright
No say Jamaica we got your back
More fire! Run the track!

To the right
To the left
To the right
To the left

Goin fast, feelin’ free
Feel da rhythm like the rhythm of da’ sea
Last turn keep your head down
I see the finish line
Jamaica rock da’ whole town!

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
Jamaica!

Run the track
Run the track
Run the track
It’s bobsled time

(To my ladies in the black and the yellow and the green)
To my breadren cool, you live out the dream
(The dream, the dream, me say you live out the dream, the dream, the dream)
It’s bobsled time!

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Goddamn! Right
Oh this that Freddy and Jason
Smooth it out

[Verse 1: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
This that theme music
Some back on your deen music (talk to ’em, Fab)
Told Swizz gotta put the top down (hey)
Drive by my old school just to make my Dean lose it, hah
Always said I’d be a dropout (damn)
Yeah, only right I bring the drop out (woo!)
Look, and everyday is first class
Not bad for the kid who never made his first class
{*school bell ringing*} Yeah

[Verse 2: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
I’m in homeroom with dime sacks (Jada)
If you miss something, rewind that
Memories take you back to the time
Take the time to remember that you can’t get the time back
Now your boy’s invincible
Got me teaching niggas principles
It just make me wanna holla
You can’t even get a dollar cause I can’t talk sense to you (owww!)

[Verse 3: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
They wanna front ’til you jump in the back
Shawty named Rosa, jump in the back
House party days, you’d get jumped in the back
Nowadays the jump offs just jump in the back
Swish, my jumper is back (oh!)
The bars is up, high jumper is back (whoop!)
You gon’ make one of the gremlins jump from the back
Put the strap over the shoulder like the jumpers is back, yeah

[Verse 4: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
The Eurostep, the German ruger (woo!)
You already know Voorhees (kill kill kill) and Krueger (hahahaha)
Kill shit, still move ki’s through Uber (huh)
Real shit, still gotta feed the shooters (goddamn)
First comes the torture, then they abuse ya (woo!)
Are you the victim? Are you the accuser? (huh)
Nowadays the dealers worse than the users (oh)
Besides that the system thirsty to lose us, yeah
(Freddy and Jason!)

[Verse 5: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
Flow smooth over the Marvin
Show and prove over the talking (yeah)
They told me as a young G
Even when you hungry never move like you starving
Any questions, asking above (woo!)
Any problems, mask and the gloves (ayy)
Jason and Freddy basically ready
I’m like Masika and Alexis how I’m chasing the fetti
(Goddamn!) Ugh

[Verse 6: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
That’s all I do (woo!), please don’t make me call my crew
Life’s a bitch, don’t make me call my boo
They get the drop
Then them killers they’ll fall right through (blaow!)
Yeah, I’m in the projects hella late (damn)
Shooting dice, playing spades and they selling plates (4-5’s)
The love is for free but they selling hate (ayy)
Either selling weight to you or you selling weight?
(Goddamn) Yeah

[Hook: Fabolous]
This that theme music
Some back on your deen music
This that theme music
Some back on your deen music

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
Goddamnit! This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
It’s about to get ugly in these streets
That Fab, that Jada, that Swizz
Middle finger to your haters
C’mon man get a plate, get your own plate
Get a seat at the table, if you lucky, huh
Back on that thing, back on that B.S. business
Can’t even walk the streets
Bout to make it so y’all can’t even walk the streets, huh
Put the business suit up and put the hood on
Put the chains on, huh, goddamnit!
Smooth it out

[Verse 1]
Can you teach me how to laugh like everything’s okay?
Show me how to smile and just shake it off like I don’t care?
Help me understand how to fake it through the day
‘Cause I know you’re out there

[Chorus]
Laughing it off with someone else, acting as if heartbreak has a cure
Like I was never, never, never your girl
Baby, I really need your help to believe that love is just a word
Like I was never, never, never, never your girl
Oh, oh
Never your girl
Oh, oh

[Verse 2]
I remember every time that you kissed my lips goodnight
I’m haunted by the way that you said I was the one you wanted
You said you couldn’t live without me in your life
Well I guess that you survived

[Chorus]
‘Cause now you’re laughing it off with someone else, acting as if heartbreak has a cure
Like I was never, never, never your girl
Baby, I really need your help to believe that love is just a word
Like I was never, never, never, never your girl
Oh, oh
Never your girl
Oh, oh

[Bridge]
Your touch and your face, so many things that I wanna erase
I wish I could stand in your place, I just wanna be known
I keep hearing the sound of your voice, I wish I could block out the noise
I wish that I had a choice, could you show me how it’s done?

[Chorus]
Laughing it off with someone else, acting as if heartbreak has a cure
Like I was never, never, never your girl
Baby, I really need your help to believe that love is just a word
Like I was never, never, never, never your girl
Oh, oh
Never your girl
Oh, oh

Now the other day I was standing in line
And I’d been standing for, well, quite some time
I had a train to catch, I had a place to be
Sandwich in my hand, I was all set to leave

I was ready to pay, just gonna beep and move
Just two more people in that infuriating queue
And one of them’s gone now; off they drive
And this is when I meet the slowest man alive

He shuffles forward, tripping on every crack
Tapping every pocket, his front and back
Raises his arms in the air, “Oh dear, where’s my cash?”
Just as he does so, there’s a mighty splash
Pennies and fivers and ten p’s and pounds
Fall from his arms and bounce on the ground
He chuckles I crack, as down he bends
To pick up every last coin, fifties, twenties, and tens

Sandwich melting in hand, the slowest man in this world
Plonks his change on the counter, deals it out to the girl
“Uh oh!” he exclaims with a huff and a puff
“I don’t think I have enough”

So just as I think I’ll never get served
A new cashier appears after what we’ve observed
I bound forward, grab my uke from behind
I’m ready to blow this slow man’s mind

Hey, Scattered Change, have you heard of BPAY
‘cos I can purchase my sandwich in a unique way
I’ll tell you a bit more about it after this song
But I’m paying with my uke and then I’m moving along
As I smugly place down my uke on the machine
The slow man laughs at something that I haven’t seen…

“I like your BPAY sticker
Your lack of change and a purse
But before you pay…
Check where your sandwich is first!”