Artist: Jadakiss f/ Swizz Beatz
Album:  Top 5 Dead or Alive
Song:   Jason
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

{*ad libs for the first 0:16*}

[Swizz Beatz]
You got me feelin like I ain't winnin
I'm startin from the beginnin
Like "Go Forrest, go Forrest"
I make so much fuckin money, yeah they go for us
These rims ain't for sale, bitch
This whip ain't for sale, bitch
And this Cuban ain't for sale, bitch
I been on the fuckin boat like a sail, bitch
500 feet on the fuckin water
Ten fucking karats for my baby daughter
You come through boy, place your order
I got some niggaz that'll meet you at the fuckin border

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz] + (Jadakiss)
Heyyy (yeah)
I got my hoodie and my mask on
I got my gun and my blast on
(Don't shoot, please, can't breathe)
Heyyy (Officer, don't shoot, can't breathe)

[Jadakiss]
Ha-hahhhh! Yo
I'm just one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes
Even niggaz is jealous so they just want you to die
They don't want you to rise, they just want your demise
So I be crossin my T's and I be dottin my I's
You on the opposite side, shots gonna fly
Best part about it, I can stay right up in Yonkers and hide
I keep a gun in the door, that's in all of the rides
Until my niggaz come home, free all of the guys
This shit is all a facade, thought it was all a surprise
I heard of the stories, seen all of the lies
Long as the work is official, and the corner's supplied
At the end of the day, niggaz we gonna survive
What

[Chorus: Jadakiss] + (Swizz Beatz)
Don't shoot, please, can't breathe
Officer, don't shoot
(I got my hoodie and my mask on)
Please, can't breathe (I got my gun and my blast on)
Don't shoot, please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot, don't shoot
Please, can't breathe

[Jadakiss]
I'm just one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes
Can't figure it out, or they don't wanna decide
I'm in the gutter replyin, mic flooded with dimes
Since you asked, I'ma hit you with the butt of the nine
Bullets soakin in pine, let 'em open your spine
Use your brain a little, my nigga open your mind
If you ain't in the circle, for a square I get you lined
I know niggaz is tellin, I don't care about the time
Yeah I got weed on me, I don't care about the fine
From a hood where niggaz don't give a fuck by design (Y-O)
Yeah, it's real life, it's not a rhyme
And remember, if you don't get caught, it's not a crime
Like

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Heyyy, I got my hoodie and my mask on
I got my gun and my blast on...

[Outro: Jadakiss] + (Swizz Beatz)
(Heyyy) Ha-hahhhh! (Heyyy)
Remember, haha, can't breathe (heyyy)
Don't shoot, please, can't breathe (heyyy)
(I got my hoodie and my mask on, heyyy)
(I got my hoodie and my mask on)
Officers, don't shoot
(I got my gun and my blast on, heyyy)

{*ad libs to the end*}