Many times I mash out and hit
I-80
Call the car "my baby"
Passenger - fly lady
All loafing cry-babies I'm too
Real to riff
Now I just kick back and build a spliff
Spill a 5th and be thankful for my
Field of gifts
So all that bullshit, I don't bother wit'
I'm drinking coffee, and programming with
JavaScript
Volcano hot flow, call me 'Lava Lip'
Indeed crooks can read books
And if you're buying 50 pounds, you better see
How the weed looks
There's griminess of all sorts these niggas
Feed jux
These streets're my pops and I'm
Sure of it
Corners are my mamma that's
Surrogate
I lived the street life, then went to
Corporate
Turned both pages, and seen there's
More to it
Time don't exist but my presence is
Valuable
Now you know
And in a concrete jungle, you gotta wonder how a
Child'll grow
And my style of flow reflects grittiness
Coming from a land where there ain't prettiness
Unless it's a woman and her shape right
She keep her face nice
Man it's Jay White and I spent late nights
Just thinkin' and zonin'
I'm on the brink of explodin'
So Ma pray for me
And while you do Imma blaze a tree
And wonder if I am what I was
Raised to be
A top MC that's A to Z
I can kick it fast, but most times drop lazily
Had so many girls play with me
They said Jay would you please stay with me
But nah baby, I gotta get some highway miles
I look 'em straight up in the
Eye they smile
I'm due back by Monday, and it's
Friday now
All you wanna-be pimps and players
Man you should try Jay's style
I'm saying bye-bye to my girlfriend
I'm gettin' on the road again, on the road again
Imma come back with a few ends
That's why I'm on the road again, on the road again
You know I'm just a leaf in the wind
So now I'm on the road again, on the road again