Minerals & Gems - Jonwayne

I needed to focus

(Laughs) Shit

You live for that moment

(Laughs)

That’s funny

THAT’S FUNNY!

Let me begin by descending my hands into the essence

Feet are rooted in soil using Atlas as leverage

I’ve been here since bacteria was bubbling

The world was just puddles and

Land mass was snorkeling forever so let us

Prey upon these rappers eating lettuce

You bitches never ill enough to cypher in my presence

Wearing this food chain upon my neck

Equator on my hips, hold the earth inside my breast-t-t-t

(Goddamn!)

Hold the earth inside my breath

Cause I tell you bout this life until I’m clutching at my chest

That’s right, your boy’s doing it to death

I’mma do me and you can worry 'bout the rest

We never sleep, we ain’t worried 'bout the rest

Till my big dick is six feet under, that’s when you’ll love me

Bathrobe and shorts bumpin playboy bunnies

Long hair, don’t give a fuck about your homie

Head up with the vision and the weave, and walk slowly

If I ever hear you talk lowly about the boy low key

It’s over, respect due like library books, primarily

A nice guy with fiery hooks

These words leave them shook in every cranny and nook

They smoking bammer with their mans hoping I never look

As they should, tell him I’m up in his hood

Looking like a fucking lumberjack and chopping his brood

It’s popping like the opera when I get this head

But when I get this bread, call me the phantom of the pasta

Kafka-esque, your wallet look like it’s doin the Atkins

My mind’s spread like tough actin' Tinactin

You gotta drop the mic when you talk about back then

This isn’t back then, no country for wack men

Don’t let me justify my terrible action

Listen to the rhymes with minerals and gems

Listen to the rhymes with minerals and gems

Minerals and gems

I’m in the cut (So what?)

So give it up (So what?)

Player, if you’re fronting on me, you’re fucking up!

(So what?)

I kick it from the sea (So what?)

To the space (So what?)

And I’m just giving you people a little taste (So what?)

And if I’m in town (Ok)

Don’t turn around (Ok)

Keep it moving like you didn’t hear a sound (Ok)

Cause I’m a champ and I don’t play around (Ok)

So if it ain’t a pound, I don’t want your ass around

I don’t want your ass around