Black Dynamite

[Produced by Thelonious Martin] Black Dynamite, dressed like I'm serving china white My outfit deserves five to life She give me time of day no matter time of night (Ridin' like it's stolen) Sharper than a pocket knife Climbing out the ocean, all this ice on I'm not swolen Live my life caught in the moment And the lights that's why I'm glowin' Goin' ape shit baby, I hate this crazy Chick up on my tip just like a waitress From the garden state where the hardest lay And the martyrs ain't with the cause and I pray That the fathers stay for the harvest Bet the apple don't fall too far from the tree Or the branch or the leaves Never land on my knees, rather stand on my feet Rest in peace to the dearly departed Just let the good times roll The fuzzy dice in my mirror I sip the good wine slow Flyin' through the city like a crime fighter Rhyme writer, form a line quickly, this the pied piper Had the fro before I locked it up Now I'm the hottest rasta on the roster starting five is us Orville Redenbacher look who poppin' up Mr. too cool for school, fuck being popular And the top well I'mma be there in a jiffy Never been plain Still fly in a pair like the prince of Bel Air Blowin' something in the air and it's sticky Icky icky hope y'all don't get it twisted All my bros enlisted, baggin' hoes I'm gifted Smoking grinch it's like I stole your christmas Only thing on my wish list Is a little bit of love is that Too much to ask, too much too fast Tryna throw hands with the hands of time No way to adjust to that But I'mma need you to throw your hands up high JJ goodtimes Black Dynamite