Don't let the jones' get you down



(get you down)

(don't let the jone's get you down)



[ verse 1 ]

Thinkin well it's the niggaroe back with my crew

Now what you wanna do

The jones', we on this, mic

So we'll fight to the finish

But i don't need spinach for me to do this

Pride in givin niggas pop-eyes, i'm large as buddhist

Rappers wanna be down, cause they think that i'm better than

They, but i'll be ok-solo like the letterman

Use my common sense to boom-shalaklak-boom

Then lock the room, get busy as i get busy

Sayin "don't let the jones' get you..."

But i'll hit you where it hurts, made you relapse in curves

When i throw verbs and nouns, any sound that i spit up

I have battle rappers usin they clappers because they don't wanna get up

They all wanna be like me, and so they re-write

Them wack-ass raps that they make and try to fake

So i break bones and holler "jones' forever"

Cleverest shit around

But don't ever let us get you down



[ verse 2 ]

Well, everybody says, "'mad, what are the jones'?"

Well, let's see, it's a posse, true, and it's a crew

But not really, so what i'm gonna do

Is combine em all and find a title that'll fit

We're a group of money makers from the west that be runnin shit

Fly like a discus, don't miss this, cause it's me, and

I win fights with more mic energy than a pre-amp

They listen to ahmad and the jones' in here rock

And roll with soul, then wanna copy like a xerox

Cause i mic-check and never once sound like das at all

>from a superman crew, so i do the impossible

Droppin y'all wack crews like missiles, then i whistle

Kendal'll bring the 808 until the party say, "the great

'mad is the king of the ring," because i bring

Funk that shakes the ground

But don't ever let us get you down



(and everybody wanna be like us

I think it's cause we on this mic

We're the jones', so)

Don't let the jones' get you down



[ verse 3 ]

Kick it, i'm back, never can lose, i'm the man when i wanna

Might gruff on rappers get ran like jackie joyner

The jones' everybody wanna be us, they be jockin

Cause we rockin the boat and in control like a remote

So i pack a 38-page rap book, put your gun away

And yell 'truce!' before i have to get loose and run away

With the title i've already won, don't mean to brag

Kendal blew up like a rocket, and i get down like a sag

I nag rappers that don't follow my lead, and if they need

Assistance they get dragged the distance in a bag

The jones' for life, throw up a j if they ever say

Who's runnin this town

But don't ever let us get you down



Don't let the jones' get you down




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