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JUMPOFF Lyrics

by The Specktators

[Packi]
Alright Moe-T, let's have a little fun with this one
Turn my shits up, turn my shits up!

[Verse 1]
I..........
A-a-act like that
This that bounce, clap like that
Girl how you not in the front with a back like that?
Back in the booth like boo-ya who-ya
Gonna call when I rip like this
Thug down (pop pop) when I get like this
'Cuz ainAnnotate't no tellin' what I'm gonna hit
Gunnin' for the top
But I'm killin' everybody under me for the fun of it
Wake up, my wait up
Nobody I came up with touchin' me
So I drop 2-o-13 with the whole rap game
See if they want some of me
Fourth quarter, Kobe 'n shit
Jedi, I'm like Kenobi 'n shit
I know we the shit, been over this shit
I'mma take the game and bend over this shit
Took my time, mine for the taking
They broken records, I'm record breaking
You married the game, you took the bribe
I crashed the wedding, I took the bride
And the cake too, no stopping me
Only time I break is when I break through
And I'd [?] these dudes
But lately I don't got shit for these boys to relate to
I'm from that murder mit
That dirty glove, that cap city
No one was at my shows unless I brought them cats with me
First show split twenty bucks with Moe-T, Q, Daggs, and me
Last show I big boy, when I left I had three stacks with me
Now who grinding like me?
Tell me who working like us?
When this show arrive in your city
Tell me who get off of that bus

[Hook]
For the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff?!

[Verse 2]
To the races, back to the basics
Back to this rap shit, back to the basement
Back back way back, I'm 'bout to park with it
Back to the future, hop out the car with it
Back in the spotlight, parallel park with it
I'm-I'm out here, what's crackin'?
Rappers got that ammo clackin'
I just keep my camo saggin'
Dodgin' all the bee-bees
You were catching Zee-zee's[?]
I was serving you like [?]
You a mix of two wack rappers
I'm a mix of me and me, shoot at me like C.O.D. or TMZ
But either way I'm blowing up like TNT
Stop that shit, it's my time, it's my time
I'm hungry and I'm eating all the emcee's like wontons
Spit 'em out on the sidelines
Give 'em pom-poms for they whole team
Get 'em all yellin' MVP
I'm like Bron Bron for the home team
Messed around got a triple-double
Timeout, we in the huddle
"Coach give me the biscuit, I'll give you the basket
Double team? Triple team? I ain't gonna pass it"
I'm an assassin, beatin' the fenders then I beat the clock
Pick up your jock, pick up your jaw
Before I pick up your lady, make her my [?], make her my queen
You a pawn, I'm a king, I'm a beast of an emcee
I break even, I beat odds, don't bet against me
I could take a dead crowd, step to the mic and bless it

[Hook]
Then we jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Who ready for the jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff?!

[Verse 3]
My rocker, off to the doctor, I got the fever back
Kings of the old school think they got the game locked up
I got the key for that
No more guest house (we kickin' in the door[?])
I'm calling all my people, tell 'em what it's ([?])
No more taking 'no' for an answer
We bossin' up, as is 'Familiar With Floss' wasn't floss enough
They make promises and they give you a lot of [?]
But they want ten percent of me and that is not wassup
I've been workin', (workin') workin' way too much
And this money that I'm making, this is mine, you can't touch
I'm so wavy, I'm so wavy, I'm amazing, I'm so crazy
I'll be grinding 'till I turn my Chevy Prism to a 'Cedes
I'm saying though, lately I've been laying low
But lowkey, I'm living the life I've been praying for
High lights, high beams, highways, high life, high stakes
You up in your girl's purse, she all up in my place
You told her she can't see me, she just call those blind dates
Who you really mad at? Why you up in my face?

[Hook]
Jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff
Man you better jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff, jumpoff




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Daddy Yankee
Y me gusta tanto cuando se pega pega
Y me guaya guaya
Y se pega pega
Cuando le sueltan el dembow
Dembow bow bow
Papoose
So before leavin', yo it's a wise man I'm repeatin'
Two wrongs don't make a right, I believe in it makes a even
Paul Hardcastle
In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were tose that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
I really wasn't sure what was going on

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

Hundreds of thousands of men who saw heavy combat
In Vietnam were arrested since discharge
Their arrest rate is almost twice that of non-veterans of the same age
There are no accurate figures of how many of these men
Have been incarcerated

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

De-de-destruction
De-de-destruction
War, war

De-de-destruction, wa, wa, war, wa, war, war
De-de-destruction
War, war

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there?
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now
All we want to do is come home

All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Cristina Vee
I've done everything I canAll the people that I see I will never understandIf I find a way to change, if I step into the lightThen I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to whiteEver on and on I continue circlingWith nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
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