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*}