Jewelz

Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah, ha

Come on, come on, come on

Ha, what yeah

Diggin in the crates ya'

Come on, come on, come on

Uhh, yeah, Lord Finesse ya'

Check it yeah, uhh, check it out

Check it out

Yo, my movement motion

Smooth or rough as the ocean

Sometimes, it slip away and I lose devotion

My judgement get cloudy

Then I wanna get rowdy

Like Arabia

Terrorize like Saudi Arabia

My avons reflects my mood swing

Switch colors like a mood ring

Wifey telling me good things

So, I won't strain

Got grey hairs and only been here 25 years

Shed tears for niggaz, I knew for life, now lifeless

When you died to us, was like the Iranian crisis

I took it hard, like a flick slow mo' breathing

Prophetize dot of a book, summer night's dreaming

Semi-wet as I write this, dragging the cancer sticks

Smoke thick, Hennessey shots to my wig

Half naked while I jot this

Lounging in my boxers

Dreaming Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas

I get a boner

When I'm asleep dreaming that I'm louging on a yaucht

(Chillin' in the sun)

Bom bout the leave the docks, reality I wake up to

Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust

It's just the

Stress, frust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss

I lust for living a life, a righteousness

With 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, forseeing my future like the Nova

Pushing for the brighter side of living a life

A better time, pouring rhymes like wine

Till my cup run it over

Temptation on my shoulder

I'm growing colder than a polar bear

Thinking about a bank hold up

I fall upon my lap and rest my head, upon my knee caps

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

Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life

Gotta hold it like a knife

Must have more then a slice you know

Frustration, mental masturbation

(Confusion)

Life is love living till I'm right be in a illusion

Seclusion, seeing me is rare

I rather attain stacks mack the islands on a plane ready for lift off

And spend grands, sipping exotic juice

Laying in the shade and shores

At a fly resort, on my cell contact the 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, champagne bubble bath

Reality I wake up to

Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust

It's just the

Stress, frust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss

I lust for living a life, a righteousness

With invisible forces stand in my way

Keeping my mind off course

Stress, frust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss

I lust for living a life, a righteousness

With invisible forces stand in my way

Keeping my mind off course

(Your working hard for the dough)

But time seem to go slow

Busting your ass to go from a amatuer to a pro

Low budget feeling inside no more can you score

Bad and good fight inside just like a war

(Slavery later foundation for my nation

Centuries before Final Call be the New World Order)

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

So, I pray to God, got me on a path of righteuos ways

Even though I get stressed, and frustrated

The best time for me to bless a rhyme

Is to put the pen through a test

(Yeah, I want the riches, the misses on my side on a pool

With the night, when blitzed and magic like a grand wizard)

Official O C, a two syllable sound

Three six incomplete like the earth was 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 pacing walk forth is only right

Seperating the cause

From another man far from yours

(Going for mine, still coming off a two year hiatus)

And in that time nigga's bit my shit like alligators

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

It makes you feel like your in a 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, frust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss

I lust for living a life, a righteousness

With invisible forces stand in my way

Keeping my mind off course

Stress, frust, make me wanna bust

Make me wanna cuss

I lust for living a life, a righteousness

With invisible forces stand in my way

Keeping my mind off course