Honey Jack

Honey Jack

歌手:D Smoke

所属专辑:Inglewood High

发行时间:2019-10-24

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[00:25.51](Verse 1)

[00:25.74]Wicked-minded and kind-hearted

[00:27.45]Aiming for entertainment, then you picked a fine target

[00:30.24]Nothing normal or regular here

[00:32.52]In a world of rectangles and ******s

[00:34.65]Regular spheres are what I've grown to revere and respect

[00:37.60]They neglect the rules and lines drawn

[00:40.01]Mid-chaos boss, they managed to find calm

[00:42.81]Met with a kiss of death and managed to find time

[00:45.85]Sex with a chick is next to perfect when mind's young

[00:48.95]Idolize a single moment of pleasure

[00:51.21]Cohesive in the sheets, let's keep this moment together

[00:54.15]And if I make you leak, promise me you'll pull my lever

[00:57.06]To release all of the feelings that I suppressed indefinitely

[01:00.81]Effortlessly my mind travels to times past

[01:03.86]Finding revelation at bottom of wine glasses

[01:06.65]All I had in my pocket, a condom, a dime, chapstick, and a pad

[01:10.57]Travel the city when lines pass, that's free

[01:13.82](Chorus)

[01:14.22]Paid too much for that, get your money back

[01:16.27]Kickin' back, sippin' up on some Honey Jack

[01:19.51]Full glasses, it's 'bout to be a mummy wrap

[01:22.41]Off the Honey Jack, Honey Jack

[01:25.41](Interlude)

[01:25.66]Brown liquor

[01:29.92]Off that Honey Jack

[01:35.67]Okay

[01:36.63](Verse 2)

[01:37.14]Clear for the turn up, brown for the mellow

[01:39.97]Cinnamon for the punch, stir it, call it Canelo

[01:43.07]Don't take shots, just pour a glass and let go

[01:46.03]The third one'll probably have you bent like an elbow

[01:48.98]Since in the ghetto

[01:50.59]There's a liquor store on every corner

[01:52.83]It's easy like tea in a kettle

[01:54.99]Caffeine dreams, model chicks in stilettos

[01:58.49]Mainstream love pull your strings like Gepetto

[02:01.14]Jell-O backbone, she wax on, tryna shine

[02:03.84]When she only hit your line for good times and Amaretto

[02:06.97]Good wine is cool, but that whiskey'll have you feelin' old-school

[02:10.99]Record spinnin', Chopin on the cello

[02:12.93]DeLorean, way ahead of your time

[02:15.18]Sippin' some **** that settle your mind rather than have you laid out

[02:19.01]On your knees at the porcelain throne prayed out

[02:22.00]Don't overdo your fade, all that kind of **** is played out

[02:25.45](Interlude)

[02:26.10]Todo lo que estaba haciendo en la universidad esto que preperarse

[02:30.00]Ayy, bro, Smoke already lit, my *****, don't give this ***** nothing, *****

[02:33.07](Verse 3)

[02:34.11]Pour me up a drink, pour me up a drink, *****

[02:36.61]Bitch, I'm in the mood, **** 'bout what you think, *****

[02:39.76]Ho, I'm who I'm is, **** 'bout what you ain't, *****

[02:42.61]Your **** is easy, I do just what you can't, *****

[02:45.71]You bent if you think I ain't straighter than a plank

[02:48.40]And if you wanna push the issue, say it in my face

[02:51.35]And I promise I won't dismiss you, I'ma entertain

[02:54.26]For a college ***** with knowledge, I'm a bit deranged

[02:57.25]They thought a ***** left the hood and chose a different lane

[03:00.25]I left the hood to rearrange how we approach the game

[03:03.21]But that exposure got me feelin' like the odds is stacked against us

[03:06.60]Systematic oppression, we just servants indentured

[03:09.59]Politicians retire while we work 'til we in dentures

[03:12.47]They kill our black heroes and then just give us one Avenger

[03:15.58]Wakanda forever, my *****

[03:18.11]More like pour me a drink, I wonder what kind of liquor

[03:22.11](Outro)

[03:34.78]And on the saxophone, we have

[03:37.80]My big bro

[03:39.94]Terrace Martin

(Verse 1)

Wicked-minded and kind-hearted

Aiming for entertainment, then you picked a fine target

Nothing normal or regular here

In a world of rectangles and ******s

Regular spheres are what I've grown to revere and respect

They neglect the rules and lines drawn

Mid-chaos boss, they managed to find calm

Met with a kiss of death and managed to find time

Sex with a chick is next to perfect when mind's young

Idolize a single moment of pleasure

Cohesive in the sheets, let's keep this moment together

And if I make you leak, promise me you'll pull my lever

To release all of the feelings that I suppressed indefinitely

Effortlessly my mind travels to times past

Finding revelation at bottom of wine glasses

All I had in my pocket, a condom, a dime, chapstick, and a pad

Travel the city when lines pass, that's free

(Chorus)

Paid too much for that, get your money back

Kickin' back, sippin' up on some Honey Jack

Full glasses, it's 'bout to be a mummy wrap

Off the Honey Jack, Honey Jack

(Interlude)

Brown liquor

Off that Honey Jack

Okay

(Verse 2)

Clear for the turn up, brown for the mellow

Cinnamon for the punch, stir it, call it Canelo

Don't take shots, just pour a glass and let go

The third one'll probably have you bent like an elbow

Since in the ghetto

There's a liquor store on every corner

It's easy like tea in a kettle

Caffeine dreams, model chicks in stilettos

Mainstream love pull your strings like Gepetto

Jell-O backbone, she wax on, tryna shine

When she only hit your line for good times and Amaretto

Good wine is cool, but that whiskey'll have you feelin' old-school

Record spinnin', Chopin on the cello

DeLorean, way ahead of your time

Sippin' some **** that settle your mind rather than have you laid out

On your knees at the porcelain throne prayed out

Don't overdo your fade, all that kind of **** is played out

(Interlude)

Todo lo que estaba haciendo en la universidad esto que preperarse

Ayy, bro, Smoke already lit, my *****, don't give this ***** nothing, *****

(Verse 3)

Pour me up a drink, pour me up a drink, *****

Bitch, I'm in the mood, **** 'bout what you think, *****

Ho, I'm who I'm is, **** 'bout what you ain't, *****

Your **** is easy, I do just what you can't, *****

You bent if you think I ain't straighter than a plank

And if you wanna push the issue, say it in my face

And I promise I won't dismiss you, I'ma entertain

For a college ***** with knowledge, I'm a bit deranged

They thought a ***** left the hood and chose a different lane

I left the hood to rearrange how we approach the game

But that exposure got me feelin' like the odds is stacked against us

Systematic oppression, we just servants indentured

Politicians retire while we work 'til we in dentures

They kill our black heroes and then just give us one Avenger

Wakanda forever, my *****

More like pour me a drink, I wonder what kind of liquor

(Outro)

And on the saxophone, we have

My big bro

Terrace Martin

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