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On behalf of myself j-chill 805 kingdom
I take my music and business very serious and I don’t fool around neither should you.
WARNING!!! parental advisory some of the lyrical content may not be sutible for all veiwers thank you.
J-CHILL SONG TITLES:
1.) I SAID IT B-4 ( REMIX)
2.) TYME 2 GROOVE
3.) REPREZENT
4.) END GAME
5.)
6.) GOT 2 BE A HUSTLA
7.) SIMMA DOWN
8.) CAN WE CHILL ?
9.) HAVE THA HEART
10.) LET’S GIT IT ON
11.) #1 THREAT
12.) TAKE EM BACK
13.) LONG AWAITED
14.) SET THA GAME ON FIRE
15.) OPERATION 805
16.) LYRICAL T.K.O
17.) I’LL BE THERE
18.) BEEN DOIN THIS
19.) RAW & CHILLED
20.) LUV U DOWN
21.) STARTIN SUMTHIN
22.) KICKIN MAD FLAVA
23.) KRONIC BREEZE
24.) ALWAYZ LUV U
25.) KEEP HOLDIN ON
26.) RHYME ‘N’ SKILLZ
27.) TEARZ 4 MAMMA
28.) BORN & BREAD IN THA 805
29.) THA BEAT GO’S ON
30.) HATE ON ME
31.) HARD 2 CHILL
32.) RETURN OF THE REAL MACK
J-CHILL ALBUM TITLES:
1.) WELCOME 2 THA CHILL FACTOR
2.) RAW & CHILLED
3.) JUST CALL ME CHILL
4.) CHILLIN ON WAX
5.) HARD 2 CHILL
6.) LOUNGIN LIKE A LION
Used to be my hommie used to be my ace
Put my glock in ya mouth so you can have a lil taste
Now pull it out and slap it on ya face
The time has come for me to put you in ya place
Trying to post illegal documents
And blast me on my space
Court dismissed cause you aint go no case
What the fuck you talking bout mr. freeman
You must be smoking on freebase
Fagots act like they don’t know
Trying to fuck me bend over touch ya ankles
Now I’m fucking you lil hoe
Fuck you and your whack tv. show
I’m the judge and jury and now ya sentence is death row
(How low can you go)
You probably did it to try and get a rep
And make your self look ten times bigger
But remember at the end of the day
Ya just a low down (fake ass)………
Yeah what I said it and you can sweat it
you might live by the gun
But you’ll die by my trigger
Wearing a pin stripe suit
Looking like a broke jigga
You better dust the dirt (cob webs) off the mic
Cause I’m calling you out
I’m treat you like fast food
And just take ya ass out
Tell me who’s the king of the 805
Who got the most clout
j-chill son no diggity doubt
I’m show you what it’s all about
Go Run and tell em chill did this to you
Pull a run’s house on ya
Now what ya gonna do ?
Half the people you know all know me too
And any crew you got fuck it they can get it too
Split ya wig so bad
Knock the color off you
This ain’t no threat it’s a certified promise
No matter how hard you try You could never ever touch this
I give a fuck what yall say give a fuck what yall think
Yo! You don’t want to miss this execution of a chump
So don’t BLINK
Talking bout breech of contract
You can breech these nuts
I get in ya ass like salt do in cuts
Scared to battle me cause you ain’t got the guts
I give a fuck what you say
Give a fuck what you think
It’s obvious you pussy
got that ass wide open
and I can see the pink
yo! You don’t want to miss this execution of a chump
so don’t BLINK
Yo! Let’s let the fans decide
And see who’s the real product of demand
Everybody and they mama know
Chill’s still the muthafuckin man
Got these little kids by the ball’s LCC
Hanging like puppets on a string
Kill your whole career
If you ever try and battle me
Bow down to the kingdom
Aka the royal majesty
From now on this is the way it has to be
Give a fuck who you claim to be
you still can’t fuck with me
your just a scavenger
in search of another victory
yall ain’t shit to me
Aye-Yo! Punk bitch where the fuck you at
I’m the big cheese
And your just a low down dirty rat (cheesy little rat)
Get smacked down
Like a dirty little brat
Bend over now your getting done with no Vaseline
You’ll never catch me caught up
Working with the enemy
Illegal business going down
Fuck the I.B.E.
Now your getting screwed with no Vaseline
And no prophylactic
Speed bumps on ya grill
Better call puffy for some proactive
You don’t really want beef with me
Look at what you did to me
Made me play myself out of character
I give a fuck what you say
Give a fuck what you think
It’s obvious you pussy
got that ass wide open
and I can see the pink
close ya legs toots cause you starting to stink yo! You don’t want to miss this execution of a chump so don’t BLINK
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced, And Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom/Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007©
Intro:
It’s been a long time coming
Long awaited
You can hate on me now
But you know what
There’s no looking back for me
This is what makes me
This is who I am
Yo! Monstar let’s go
Verse 1.
Close ya eye’s picture me rollin
Picture me ballin
Countin stacks of green backs
Seven figures fallin
Big shot callin
Yo! Guess who’s back ?
It’s the 805 king bringing heat to the streets
Here’s a Funeral Reith to al you wanna be chiefs
I’m make it from the mic
And make it to the movie screen
Make the honeys scream
Pursue my passion
Keep chasing the dream
Watch me build my kingdom
Nothing in the world can stop my energy
See my face live on channel twenty five tv
Blessed with a gift but I’m the same ol’g
From day one since I came out
Haters can’t put my flame out
Perfect timing now to blow
The mutha fuckin game out No doubt
When your at the top of the game there’s always
Jealousy and envy
Now you wanna front
Go ahead you can hate on me
Chorus:
You can hate on me now for all the gear that I buy
You can hate on me now for being so damn fly
You can hate on me now for all the skills I got
You can hate on me now for being all that I am and your not
You can hate on me now for the real reason why I’m hot
You can hate on me now for rockin platinum and gold
You can hate on me now for letting my nut’s hang low
Yeah you can hate on me
Verse 2.
It’s a thin line between love and hate
But I gotta be a hustler on the grind to make more pape’s
Busta’s catch the vape’s
Bounce to beat better yet rock skate
Been rockin mic’s
Since the early day’s of eight track tapes
Now should I fall back
And stop my flow
Tell me what should I do ?
It’s kinda funny
When I first started rappin
I was just like you
Twelve years in the game
Still paying my due’s
Oh’ you say you want my whip’s
And my crib
Matter of fact here’s my brand new kicks
You can sport them too
Criticized for my style
Till I was black and blue
Trying to act like you the realest
But tell me who the illest
Thanks kid the one and only chill is
Different strokes for different folks
So what you talking bout willis ?
Hooked up with monster became a beast
Took this rap game to the limit
Rose like yeast
When your at the top of the game
There’s always jealousy and envy
Go ahead be my guest
You can hate on me
Chorus:
You can hate on me now for all the gear that I buy
You can hate on me now for being so damn fly
You can hate on me now for all the skills I got
You can hate on me now for being all that I am and your not
You can hate on me now for the real reason why I’m hot
You can hate on me now for rockin platinum and gold
You can hate on me now for letting my nut’s hang low
Yeah you can hate on me
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced And Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom/Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007©
Verse 1.
Excuse me miss but I was just hanging with the fellas
And I wanted to walk over here
So I could come and tell you that your
The flyest dime piece I seen all night long
And this vibe I’m feeling boo is so damn strong
You wanna dance while the dj’s spinning my song
I seen your sexiness from around the way
Wanted to grab your attention
But at first wasn’t sure what to say
Not trying to push up on you
I just want the chance to get to know you
Honey move a little closer so I can show you
Yo! you wanna dance well then
baby here’s your chance
are you with it girl ?
let’s step out on the floor
cause boo your rockin my world
I’ve been watching you for a while
And girl I must confess ma you drive me crazy
With the beauty you posses
Oh and by the way honey tell me
What’s your name ?
Oh yeah I like that yeah boo that’s fresh
So what you say we get together
And put this feeling to the test
Your one of a kind
Very unique you almost make it hard
For a playa to speak
I’m really digging your style
I’m loving your technique
I like the way you move when
You freak to the beat
But any way this rondevue
Can’t go to far
So what you say we take this conversation
Over to the bar
Let me buy you a drink
I was wondering hmmm
Cause your making me think
I’m just keeping it real
So baby tell me the deal
I put this question to you boo
Tell me can we chill ?
Verse 2.
A couple weeks went by before I picked up the phone
Honey said she was liking my voice
With my smooth baritone
On the other end of the line
Probably making her moan
I knew from that point on
I was in the right zone
Girl I wanna get to know you more
Let me know what’s on your mind
No need to hide your feelings
Cause they ain’t hard to find
And like my man R. Kelly said
I don’t see nothing wrong with a little bump’n grind
Let’s take a ride to the crib
Pop some bubbly
Relax and chill every thing will be lovely
Might even be a freak
And let you get all up on me
So come here baby
And let me show you pure pleasure
Make it a night to remember
Give you something special to treasure
I ain’t trying to stress you
Naw that ain’t me
You seem to like the things I’m saying despite the rumors
And al the stories you here
I just wanna chill with you are you feeling me dear ?
We can chill on the couch
Watch movies for hours
I’ll go cook you a meal
Light some candles set the mood
A-Yo! I’m keeping it real
Just you and me boo
Cause all I wanna do is chill
J-Chill Dialog:
A-Yo! boo you know what I’m saying ?
We can chill just you and me girl
One on one where ever you wanna go
Whatever you wanna do
Baby we can go rent some movies
Chill on the couch watch some tv
Play some video games on the PS3
It’s all good whatever you wanna do just you and me
Baby it’s your world
Cause your all I’m thinking about girl
So what’s up ma tell me the deal can we chill ?
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced, And Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom / Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007©
Verse 1.
Sitting at home on a lonely rainy day
Searching in my mind for the right words to say
Ever since you left me
My hearts been torn away
Waiting for tomorrow the sun will shine
Waiting for the day you will come back
And be mine all mine
Chorus: Repeat 2 X
I’m blue 4 U like crazy baby all the time
I’m blue 4 U like crazy
Cause your always on my mind
I’m blue 4 U like crazy baby all the time
Said I’m blue 4 U
Blue for you like crazy
Verse 2.
Walking down the street feeling blue and sad
Thinking about the good times
That we once had
Every time I think of you
My eye’s well up with tears
I’m still missing you like crazy
After all these years
So many thoughts in my head
I don’t know what to do
Said I don’t have a clue
All I know now
Is that I’m blue 4 U
Chorus: Repeat 2 X
I’m blue for U like crazy baby all the time
I’m blue for U like crazy
Cause your always on my mind
I’m blue 4 U like crazy baby all the time
Said I’m blue 4 U
Blue for you like crazy
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced, Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom / Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007©
Verse 1.
Mcee’s out there beware run for cover
It’s the smooth operator
Undercover lover
a.k.a. no other light skin brotha
when it cpomes to rhyme ‘n’ skills
like special ed I got it made
large and in charge
Yo! the chill is getting paid
On the mic I’m dangerouse
So don’t make a fuss
Haters get rolled up
And smoked like angel dust
I’m swift with a gift
Dropping mad dope shit
j-chill the last don
certified rap vet
do show’s wreck mic’s
collect dough then I jet
out the back door
I’m the wrong one to mess with
Sucker’s try to stop me
Playa hater’s wanna bomb me
I got a platoon of soldiers
A whole damn army
Hang you hater’s out to dry like laundry
It’s the chill baby
The hip hop phenomenon
Take this rape game seriouse
Word is bond
Like judge mill’s lane
Son let’s get it on
I get raw like daddy kane
Stomp crew’s with the quickness
You fool’s can’t see me sucker’s
Can’t get with this
t. c. o. b. strictly taking care of business
wannabe’s try to copy
but they can’t compete
they try hard to beat me
Yo! it ain’t that easy
Word up on the strength
They can never defeat me
Sucker’s take a step back cause
Yall Don’t know me
I play the d.l.
That means I’m lo-key
When it’s time to party
I’m the first to grab a mic
Playa hater’s
Couldn’t see me if they had a flash light
Chorus : Repeat 3 X
It’s the chill baby
Let’s get it on
Running the street’s clockin mad fettie
Rhymes stay on point sharp as a machete
Charged up like a battery
I stay battle ready
Verse 2.
So to kat’s that wanna battle
Just let the chill know
We can go head up
Flow for flow
I got opponents shook
Leave em dead and stinking
Play you like poker
Talk fast like a puerto Rican
I kick crazy game
Drop rhyme’s on fresh track’s
Breaking neck’s and back’s
Melt the mic down
Like hot wax
When you hear me flow
Don’t compare me to another
The name’s j-chill
And I’m one bad ass mutha
You thought I wasn’t ready
The joke’s on you jack
get the honey’s back stage
cause I’m the number one mack
it ain’t hard to tell
when I rock the bell’s
hitting hard as hell
make ya eye ball’s swell
my skill’s are ruff and rugged
your skill’s are below budget
bring on your best mcee
you wanna battle then fuck it
c’mon face reality
you don’t really wanna battle me
I’ll get locked up behind bars
For emcee brutality
Like mortal kombat
You loose fatality
Knock you out the box
In the first round
Lyrical t.k.o.
Step the hell off
While you still have the chance
The chill stay cooler
Than an ice burg avalanche
Speak like a pimp
With a deep baritone
One of the baddest around
To ever touch a microphone
Rhymes cut like a razor
Sharp as a machete
I bring night mare’s
To dream’s
Like my name was freddy
Get charged up
Like a battery
I stay battle ready
Move the crowd lke rakim
Get prop’s and cheer’s
Punk’s stand clear
Play the rear
j-chill one love
Yo! I’m hell up outta here
Chorus : Repeat 3 X
It’s the chill baby
Let’s get it on
Running the street’s clockin mad fettie
Rhymes stay on point sharp as a machete
Charged up like a battery
I stay battle ready
Verse 1.
Once again it’s on
It’s the return of the real mack
Playa of the year
The boss the pimp
Sex maniac
Why must I feel like that
It’s just the dog in me so I chase the cat
It’s the number one don
Here to blow out ya back
Swinging more wood at a hood rat
Than a base ball bat
Never fear my dear
The kid stay strapped with a jimmy hat
So throw ya legs in the air
And let ya toes tap
My job is to make ya body soaking wet
Keep ya booty moving like a turbo jet
When it comes to knocking boots
I’m a sex vet
My name ain’t keith but I bet I make ya sweat
I’m give you something
You won’t never forget
Perform a sexual act
Like we sing a duet
Bend you over the couch
And hit it raw from the back
Here to lt you know
It’s the return of the real mack
Chorus: Repeat 4 X
Verse 2.
When it comes to females
The chill don’t discriminate
We can get to know each other
Maybe go on a date
I’m always on time
I never come late
I take em one on one
They all come with ease
My main goal
Is to sooth and please
From purterican to jamacian
Portogese to Japanese
Word is bond I love all the fly ladies
But one things for sure
Girl you got to be a dime piece
I never waste no time
Naw never do I waste that
In between ya breast is where
I wanna place my face at
Dive down low
So I can taste that
Ladies call me mr. good bar
So break me off a piece of that kit kat
The love doctor a.k.a. sex specialist
I’m in this to win this
Come closer girl
Let me coress ya neck
Put my hands on ya hips
Rub ya back
So I can kiss ya lips
Turn the lights off
So I can lick upon ya tits
Like suger on grits
Baby swing low
And lace me
Grab my dick
Stroke it up and down
Feel the end of my tip
I’m stiff as a board
You got my hard as a brick
Lay you down on the bed
Cause now it’s time to stick
It’s the return of the real mack
Chorus: Repeat 4 X
Verse 3.
Honey relax
And put ya mind at ease
Let a playa like me
See what I can do whith those
Triple x-dee’s
I be hitting more skins
Then miss Alicia hit keys
Do more body work than a chop shop
With the skills
Of a real G
I’m naughty by nature
So baby lets freak
Forget the birds and the bees
Just lay back and let your soul be free
I plan to put to use
The strawberry’s and whip cream
I got an apatite for sex
Like I got a sweet tooth
Make you moan and grown
Until we raise the roof
Looking like a vamp
Like a video vamp
I put it down on ya girl
Until ya thighs catch a cramp
Heat it up like a stove
Utilya thong gets damp
My level of attraction
Is 100% pure satisfaction
Undress you to bless you
Baby time for some action
Bend you over the couch
And hit it raw from the back
Here to let you know
It’s the return of the real mack
Chorus: Repeat 4 X
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced, Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom / Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007
Verse 1.
Growing up in the projects
Living on welfare
And section eight
Mama had two jobs
Stayed up working late
Came home
Cooking in the kitchen
Fixing me a hot plate
And when I felt sad
You would always
Find a way to make
Me feel great
And mama I appreciate
I know those
who lost a loved one
out there can relate
you would take care of me
when I got sick
as a little kid
no amount of money
in the world
could ever
repay you back
for all the special things you did
through all the struggle
the pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mamma
Chorus: Repeat 2 X
Mama I miss you
Wish I could hug and kiss you
When I think about you
Wish I could talk with you
Mama I love you
Never will forget you
Though all the struggle
The pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mama
Verse 2.
Mama you were my rock
The shoulder I could lean on
Cry on and depend on
You taught me
How to be a real man
To stand up and be strong
You taught me respect
Taught me Right from wrong
Mama to you I dedicate
This song
Seven years have passed
And it’s been so long
Sometimes I wake up
In the morning
Still can’t believe your gone
I know your smiling
Down on me
From heaven above
I can feel your love
I can feel
The power of your presence
Deep within my soul
You’re my guardian angel
Watching over me
Where ever I go
Where ever I
Mama see you when
I get there
One day soon
Your baby boy
Will be home
Though all the struggle
The pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mama
Chorus: Repeat 2 X
Mama I miss you
Wish I could hug and kiss you
When I think about you
Wish I could talk with you
Mama I love you
Never will forget you
Though all the struggle
The pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mama
Verse 3.
A single mother
With two kids
You always
Stayed committed
Super woman
Mama I wonder how you did it
And I apologize
For all the times
I acted so bad
You raised me by your self
With no help and support from my dad
You were my teacher
And my friend
My role model
Mama you were everything
All that I had
Laying in the hospital bed
Giving birth to me
You almost lost your own life
Mama you were always tough
You would pinch pennys
And just to get by
You always made sure
That we had enough
You made miracles happen
Every holiday season
Mama you’re the reason
You told me to keep my faith
And trust in jesus
Don’t stop believing
Though all the struggle
The pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mama
Chorus: Repeat 2 X
Mama I miss you
Wish I could hug and kiss you
When I think about you
Wish I could talk with you
Mama I love you
Never will forget you
Though all the struggle
The pain and the drama
I reminisce over you
Shed tears for mama
Lyrics Written, Arranged, Produced, Performed By: J-Chill 805 Kingdom / Ascap Music Publishing CopyRight 2007