9 Hundred
Been a minute but I'm back though
Runnin my mouth
Never running out of the tight flows
When I rock those
Got heads bumping like crash test
Follow the words I say on the mic
When I come & do my thing I'm blessed
With the flyness
Who can be outshining this?
Lyricist filled with the illest
Spitting the realest serious
Grabin the microphone & rippin
Leave 'em delirious
Feeling this like delirium
Excitement just from hearing him
Whether you know him as JKrazy
Mr. Valley City or just "Jim"
Sinking or swimming where you draw the line
Is ever thinning
Gotta be quick with the wit
And the skill and the will to not sin
To be winning so listen
Pay attention to my ascension
New dimensions
What's your version of what I'm doing?
What's your apprehension?
Perception tension wrecking ball
Break it down no question
Put in the work blood sweat tears
All of the above
Feeling myself
Cuz this music thing fits like a glove
But I'm feeling stuck in the middle
Like I'm L-M-N-O-P
And I just wanna be free
But I don't feel like I can be me
Like who I really are
Really am dark as fuck having a laugh
Do I mean it? Hmm no yeah uhhh... polygraph
Haven't failed a test in a while now so I'm due
But guess what?
I got the microphone and the crowd too!
So I'mma say what I like
I'mma just speak my truth
And it don't bother me if that don't speak to you
I'm rare like sightings but fair like fighting
A sanctioned bout
It's really only cheating if you're caught messing around
So I'm careful with the who and the where
Why and how
What's left?
Other than just to slay with the mouth
How I get through get by
Lyrics deep
Getcha high
Beat got the bounce
Make ya wanna just get wild
Throw it down pick it up
Pass it over here
Like 'Romeo Elvis' I'm shoutin
"Comment tu va faire?"
Cuz I told you: The Truth Hurts
And that'll always be the same
But that's only because progress
Usually takes a little pain
It's hard to read the day-to-day
With all the poison in the way
They lie and tell you that you can't trust
The news today
It seems like everybody's got strong morals
Til they don't
Everybody's human
But some humans push that envelope
When they're under pressure
Or think they're under the radar
Guess it's easy to do the wrong thing
When you're not thinking so far
Ahead. But when it 'All Falls Down' whatcha got left?
For me I got the music and this feeling that I get
When I hear a tight rhyme, verse, hook or beat
Especially if it was written by me
It's the V, A Double L, E, Y City
Rhyming about the real no time for hating
Cuz I'm busy
Been a long time coming
But we're here now rocking it
The Valley City's coming up
Come try to stop us
There's no scars on this mask that I'm wearing
Gerry Cheevers
But my mind's got me aiming at Jay like Nas, "Ether"
I'm a conflicted person
Ego got me hurting, working for what?
I'm slipping and falling and struggling
But I'm standing back up
Cuz yo there's gotta be a reason
Leaving me feeling like
I could use a hit of whatever
I'm missing in my damn life
I'm mentally battle-tested
Building up on all the wreckage
Expecting nothing giving everything
But madness to the method
Though sometimes I don't believe that I'm worthy
Of what I've got
I spend a lotta time just thinking about
Taking my last shot
Like I've got no time - SZA
Broken Clock on my wrist a
Matter of seconds
Minutes hours days months feeling bitter
Literally in a hurry but got nowhere to be
I'm out here in the world
Just tryna make sense of me
And what I mean
What means to me and what really even matters
It's darkest before the dawn
So find me chillin in the shadows
You got a lighter?
I'm just out here tryna find a match
To the left to the left
Yeah I'm through another batch
It can be lonely out here
Or maybe I'm just being picky
But it is what it is
But what is it really?
I'm speaking freely
It's the only way I can deal with how I feel
I try to be real and not conceal
What it is that makes the wheels squeal
Not a drill but I'm drilling 'em softly with these thoughts
I be rippin and rockin and flowing
Goin feel like I'm hitting my stride just knowing
I got this gift of gab
And I'm tryna find my voice
Hear me once you're feeling me almost like
You don't have a choice
Got 'em saying noice
When I get down with the verbiage
I might not be the catchiest
But I might be the wordiest
Serving up syllables
Got 'em all shook like it's criminal
Got the precision with the writtens
Lab coat like it's clinical
My name is JKrazy
I'm just trying to do my thing
It's The Valley City
Catch us on the upswing
Runnin my mouth
Never running out of the tight flows
When I rock those
Got heads bumping like crash test
Follow the words I say on the mic
When I come & do my thing I'm blessed
With the flyness
Who can be outshining this?
Lyricist filled with the illest
Spitting the realest serious
Grabin the microphone & rippin
Leave 'em delirious
Feeling this like delirium
Excitement just from hearing him
Whether you know him as JKrazy
Mr. Valley City or just "Jim"
Sinking or swimming where you draw the line
Is ever thinning
Gotta be quick with the wit
And the skill and the will to not sin
To be winning so listen
Pay attention to my ascension
New dimensions
What's your version of what I'm doing?
What's your apprehension?
Perception tension wrecking ball
Break it down no question
Put in the work blood sweat tears
All of the above
Feeling myself
Cuz this music thing fits like a glove
But I'm feeling stuck in the middle
Like I'm L-M-N-O-P
And I just wanna be free
But I don't feel like I can be me
Like who I really are
Really am dark as fuck having a laugh
Do I mean it? Hmm no yeah uhhh... polygraph
Haven't failed a test in a while now so I'm due
But guess what?
I got the microphone and the crowd too!
So I'mma say what I like
I'mma just speak my truth
And it don't bother me if that don't speak to you
I'm rare like sightings but fair like fighting
A sanctioned bout
It's really only cheating if you're caught messing around
So I'm careful with the who and the where
Why and how
What's left?
Other than just to slay with the mouth
How I get through get by
Lyrics deep
Getcha high
Beat got the bounce
Make ya wanna just get wild
Throw it down pick it up
Pass it over here
Like 'Romeo Elvis' I'm shoutin
"Comment tu va faire?"
Cuz I told you: The Truth Hurts
And that'll always be the same
But that's only because progress
Usually takes a little pain
It's hard to read the day-to-day
With all the poison in the way
They lie and tell you that you can't trust
The news today
It seems like everybody's got strong morals
Til they don't
Everybody's human
But some humans push that envelope
When they're under pressure
Or think they're under the radar
Guess it's easy to do the wrong thing
When you're not thinking so far
Ahead. But when it 'All Falls Down' whatcha got left?
For me I got the music and this feeling that I get
When I hear a tight rhyme, verse, hook or beat
Especially if it was written by me
It's the V, A Double L, E, Y City
Rhyming about the real no time for hating
Cuz I'm busy
Been a long time coming
But we're here now rocking it
The Valley City's coming up
Come try to stop us
There's no scars on this mask that I'm wearing
Gerry Cheevers
But my mind's got me aiming at Jay like Nas, "Ether"
I'm a conflicted person
Ego got me hurting, working for what?
I'm slipping and falling and struggling
But I'm standing back up
Cuz yo there's gotta be a reason
Leaving me feeling like
I could use a hit of whatever
I'm missing in my damn life
I'm mentally battle-tested
Building up on all the wreckage
Expecting nothing giving everything
But madness to the method
Though sometimes I don't believe that I'm worthy
Of what I've got
I spend a lotta time just thinking about
Taking my last shot
Like I've got no time - SZA
Broken Clock on my wrist a
Matter of seconds
Minutes hours days months feeling bitter
Literally in a hurry but got nowhere to be
I'm out here in the world
Just tryna make sense of me
And what I mean
What means to me and what really even matters
It's darkest before the dawn
So find me chillin in the shadows
You got a lighter?
I'm just out here tryna find a match
To the left to the left
Yeah I'm through another batch
It can be lonely out here
Or maybe I'm just being picky
But it is what it is
But what is it really?
I'm speaking freely
It's the only way I can deal with how I feel
I try to be real and not conceal
What it is that makes the wheels squeal
Not a drill but I'm drilling 'em softly with these thoughts
I be rippin and rockin and flowing
Goin feel like I'm hitting my stride just knowing
I got this gift of gab
And I'm tryna find my voice
Hear me once you're feeling me almost like
You don't have a choice
Got 'em saying noice
When I get down with the verbiage
I might not be the catchiest
But I might be the wordiest
Serving up syllables
Got 'em all shook like it's criminal
Got the precision with the writtens
Lab coat like it's clinical
My name is JKrazy
I'm just trying to do my thing
It's The Valley City
Catch us on the upswing
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Kerr
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