The 1st Time - Jamo Gang, DJ Premier, Ras Kass

Preemo

Jamo

RIP Guru

And I said it the first time

And I said it the first time

Mic check, mic check, one-two, one-two

Like a Biz Markie song, is this thing on?

I battled Godzilla and dissed King Kong

Then pull out a handgun that’s six feet long

Mumble rappers getting paid, what they hitting for?

We the best, cut a check, start a bidding war

We define premier, we prime-time, combine crimes

Beats and rhymed lines (And I said it the first time), huh

Hang in there like Aaron Hernandez

She got a dope personality if you can get to it

'Cause screw it, can’t even get near love

She on train fully immersed in her earbuds

Or speed walking, stop it, Steve Hawkin'

Bro paralyzed, so how is he even talking?

I don’t know

It ain’t a Jamo Gang gig, then I don’t show

Yo, they pass the torch, I live a dream like Vanilla Sky

Been vilified and criticized, but still alive

Oedipus complex from Mother Earth, the son immersed

King of the underdogs, battle-scarred for what it’s worth

Uh, but what do I know?

I’m just a wino

A vicious cycle, spotted out like Vitiligo, Michael

I’m auto rifle, then not a typo

Hydro smoking ninety-nine defined around the time of my life

They call me '57

Yeah, ain’t nothing new we down with the goat (Preem)

Yeah, Jamo juggling jugulars going right for their throat

And I quote, we down with Atmosphere and the fact is clear

There’s no one on a level this elevated, one

Two, three and to the four

In the corner of the bar started peeing on the floor

Break my neck trying to peep the score

But that’s not a TV, that’s the pizza warmer

I was with your mom, you should call her soon

Fit your whole universe in my laundry room

Y’all pussy, you probably got a mouse in your mouth

You don’t come out of your house (And I said it the first time)

I talk my shit, I fly this frisbee

Lost in the mix of that Irish whiskey

I just spent a little time in your city

But I hit decline 'cause I was kind of busy

You can probably find me at the back of the line

I always show up late and I don’t even know why

It doesn’t matter, I’ma be twenty minutes behind

Don’t even ask me 'bout it (And I said it the first time)

Yeah, 'til the second my soul pass on

I’m trying to see in the future like Donnie Darko

When his man man with a mask on

If the planet stops spinning, I spit this last song

Inside my vision, the limited in this rare form

Half gone like a chemtrail

We don’t go together like a bucket of friend chicken and fresh kale

I’m half a train to the track riding the left rail

Y’all half a brain when you rap and decide your pen fail

Men frail, let’s sail or wait until the sun set on this boat

I stay woke like I sniffed a crystal meth rail

Wash it down with Starbucks tall cup, chalk up

And deadlift these stars, fuck

You won’t find truth in your Apple Watch

It’s possible what I say in popular or profitable

Coach the game, Hayden Fox

So pay your racist cops

Front row for the apocalypse that we pay to watch

And I said it the first time