Octopussy/The Living Daylights Bone Us Track by Jimmy Carter of the XXXIX Empire Lyrics
"The Property of a Lady"
Oh I’ve been lenient
Bout to body anybody who been bout that bean and lean shit
Left in orbit off the green mist
That comes with a side dish of extraordinary passion I’m just bouncing off the dreams wish
For I to conquer a land full of misfortune
The computer screens a virus the media is the torture
The president is a face the true OZ is unseen
You might be from a certain place but your skin color is green
Thus the test we’re met with, contains darkness to intervene
Do we give into the peace or do we give in their schemes?
Divide and conquer provided sponsors will give guys and offer
Come live in a polluted wasteland with the violent mongers
You acting like Barack was a saint
He was Funkmaster Flex with the bombs and the estate
Funny how we preach anti-hate
Then the people who say that, turn and say death to anyone who ain’t they way
Hilarious, i’m not on the defensive
Here hit this Verde stop being so apprehensive
Chill, let me ask you what do we deserve?
To know who runs our system and trust their every word?
I’ll take a survey right now: who really protects to serve?
What you know about the White House and the Federal Reserve?
You voted for the lesser of two evils? You blue or red?
What flag you waving? Are you acting like the truth is dead?
From my point of view they have a genius plan that’s working
My suggestion: live life grateful put the work in
Because Democrats, Republicans, just like Bloods and Crips
We all picking a side but we all in the same ditch
"Octopussy"
The rebirth is here
This certain year I don’t give worth to fear
Because I don’t know what hurts to hear
The thoughts that lived inside my head gave birth to tears
Steady wishing I was dead just to serve career
But the word I hear is more than clear and it tells me G
This grim; you need to get out and persevere
I got your back in this poisonous cipher
I will destroy it because life is about building your price up
Not in monetary status but surely that can work
I’m talking about excellence – getting away from the curse
The evil dwellers will spell it on you
Tell the executioner to allow a smoke
We can stay egomaniac forever and ever
Or perhaps…style in the name of the light
I get it too, that was my point, grabbing attention
The worst way to pounce on the mission
Playing a lot of games with a lot of emotions and I’ll tell you man
Yo, this right here was worth the tears; fuck a career this why I’m here
No way no how I’m bout to fold my cards
I’m the 6% of Evil yet the Gold of God
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leaders
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
"006 in New York"
You got five minutes to exit stage right
As I turn the page right, I see the flame might burn my hand
You little suckers must have earned a plan to concern a damn
Leaving options at an early stand
Upon thy I will scorch
Counter your existence
You will duck like we spraying on the porch
But this is not a rhyme written in the context of a street dude
Fuck who I know and knew we make the peace move
Anyway, back the mindless that digest complicating progressions of the finest art form we manifest
Plans to press me with press headlines are dead fined
Don’t cross the red line, you will miss you
Never ever gave a fuck about a rappers clout
Come show what you about on the microphone
I will destroy ones career let you eave the mic alone, ha
You say you nice I’ll make a liar out ya
Hmmm
I’ll smack the bumboclot fire out ya
Con yo
Tu eres un puto cabron
And I’m still learning proper, getting too Rosetta stoned
I telephoned back home and they said Jimmy come kick it
Guess I’m off to getting high like I failed physics
Feeling Luda on my red eye district
The end is near
Naw my shit so load it got a mastering engineer
I admit Maxx better than me
But he ain’t getting cheddar like me
He still with the Doctor
That’s a spoiler
Come November
Jimmy Carter May with the Ember
Peace Shawnee Jay and my Brother and my Cousin
Peace to the growers in LI got me buggin
Peace the Empire cuz I’m out after this
I’m the people president with the Puerto Rican Twist, bitch
XXXIX Empire
Forever and Ever
"The Living Daylights"
Freestyle Promo
"Fireflies in Brooklyn"
Jimmy-Jimmy-Jimmy, I just hit the lotto
My blood pressures rushing like I'm Ivan Drago
I need a show on bravo hit up Jim Carry
Learned the game from Weintraub, rest in peace to Jerry
I just saw Tai Lopez he gave me the ways
I need investment money, fuck the SoundCloud plays
I'm shaking hands with CEOs and VPs
Learn for motherfuckers who really about they cheese
I learned from two types of Gs; icy rings
I manage fucking Maxx 39 and The Sun King
I'm booking them for shows and they killing shit
Now Jimmy Carter only hero on some villain shit
Competition don't exist it's counterproductive
I'm ‘bout try comedy and I do my own production
Something-something-something The Empires rising
I’m bout to spend a C-note just on advertising
The markets looking fresh which one am I picking?
Maxx be writing books for albums fuck all the opinions
I remember haters in them interviews
Said we selling ourselves short, but I’m looking at they tennis shoes like: (what are those?!)
I be hitting wax, I be watching wrestling
Y'all say that shit is fake cuz look at your necklace
We've been ultra reckless, relentless impressions
Fuck your clothing brand my son, I got my own collection
Fuck cops for not doing the stop and freeze
I be killing shit like Macklemore be copping pleas
I can hear them all yelling, “yo stop it please!”
I'm sick-I'm sick-I'm sick, I think I got disease
Mind over matter, signs push over patterns
I'm more than just flattered, I feel like Cole Hatter
I feel like Warren Buffet and I never hold chatter
Flow like a cold shower; smoke sour/controlled adder
I'm looking at Yahoos stock and say it's inexpensive
Fuck anyone against Cosby I hope that was offensive
I'm bent and my minds dented, those who have befriended
After these last words I really hope your sad it ended
Peace to Anibal, Jose and Miguel
Jonny, Jon, Sal and Brandon teach me Spanish well
Con yo-con yo-con yo. Need to stop tripping
I’m only focused on the props given, not kidding
Ho!
"-Dean Ambrose Out This Bitch"
I brought the chaos on some over the head shit
Ma fuckers can’t get they bread because Jimmy will dead shit
My dope got the meds ripped; kryptonite-causing bleeding like a set trip
Bet it gets fucked up come play and pitch to me
I hit homers off the Ken Griffey. That’s code name for a vaped spliffy
I can Out-Drake-Drake in a millisecond
Watch Sun King kill a peasant and Maxx 39 catch a bid for wrecking
Dropin science but the kid go scientology nuts
My biology is clutch, Smoke with no crutch
I’m Raw Mondays get smacked on Tuesday
No blunts to use haze, apologies to the Dutch
Flex like a funk master
You skunk bastard, you smoke skunk you get passed after
Trying to teach like a blast master
Style is so predictable; my six flags flash pass tagged ya
I pass the line on you to finally bill a fine on you
No hammer, I just pull the 39 on you
Empires rising, shrimps are expiring
Not meant to be hiring for the job to grant peace among those who are admiring
Respect like Franklins hit, I got good at that, I sank your ship
G head to toe; you might be G ankle to hip
But I thank you for being able to trip
My Kool aid I grant you a sip, stamp you a kiss on a dedication
No kiss of death, your Jaded Kiss can't wish with Satan
Obliteration on your mental status
No Zuckerburg on the curb shooting dice with your Namesake
Like bad sex you came quick into the radar
But you an outfielder: stay back, you play far
Notices there’s a lot of you’s I’m not saying names
I can go 39 frames of displaying lames--dismaying fame
Broken leg, I ain’t playing games
Use to give a fuck now I truly fake the shame
Celebrated hatred is your problem, word to my chain
Goku ya ass you all insane
Yo But hey! What more can I say?
Imploring decay of exploring a day
Of peace love and happiness, the boring relay
Relying on pay to find a brighter way
Out the blue it’s beyond saying like girls of Jay
I don’t believe but I know I’m on the right page
Like Maxwell middle name but I’m fucking Jimmy Carter and I came to stay get out my way
I’ll shout my case up out my face until I raise
From the field of angry days, unpleasant hanging phase that’s playing rage to my brain
It stays there displaying a daze, I walk away from the evil
It can’t follow me forever
Legs deleterious
Mind bending contemplation
Wanting patience, in religion {it’s partly Satan}
Highest maintenance that’s why I get high like fly ass patients
Out the dispensary
This shit is elementary
No shit Sherlock, my burlap sack is covered in mad keef
Looking like that shit I don’t like when I’m in the spot son I’m a Chief on sight
Put a repeat on the mic, I got anchorman sex skills
Foursomes singing songs of afternoon delight
Fantasies exposing breast sizes, check surprises
Looking for ladies whose intellect mesmerizes
Where’s Kayla, Where’s Victoria, Where’s Mariah?
You can catch us drumming up like we Jeremiah
Give your lady a reason not to wear attire
Share insiders like we stock trading corruption
That’s what you feel when your caught making assumptions
Make sure that I’m bumping, all my shit is thumping
Like I’m the Junk Yard Dog, peace beloved
Tell these cats to shove it; I’m out in public
Smoking joints on bikes in public, I like to run it, my mic is buzzing
Get the fuck out of my sight you bugging
You ain’t hot - you only light the oven
Don’t spite my cousin
I’m lyrically Charlie Munger with gnarly hunger
Sex with twins I wonder, make them rain and thunder
Smoke a stain, put the whole fucking day on Tumblr
We did gymnastics and yes she is a tumbler
Perfect 10, I’m NXT in this bitch
No way Jose, I got mango for sale
CBD make the boom burn speeds of snail
Just water and mad tea, I can drink like a whale
Alcohol makes me negative as well as the lack of sleep
My whole life I’ve been the blackest sheep
To sit in ciphers of cynical separatist I fail to ask for seats
The fingers of a poet, THC marks the prints
I’m King I’m Prince I’m King I’m King I’m Prince
(My) thing is this, wanna be legit?
To the self-destructive thoughts you must plead the fifth
The vibes can speak the gist
But it is your job to weaken the grip of seeking bliss from a sinking ship
Shit..
Oh I’ve been lenient
Bout to body anybody who been bout that bean and lean shit
Left in orbit off the green mist
That comes with a side dish of extraordinary passion I’m just bouncing off the dreams wish
For I to conquer a land full of misfortune
The computer screens a virus the media is the torture
The president is a face the true OZ is unseen
You might be from a certain place but your skin color is green
Thus the test we’re met with, contains darkness to intervene
Do we give into the peace or do we give in their schemes?
Divide and conquer provided sponsors will give guys and offer
Come live in a polluted wasteland with the violent mongers
You acting like Barack was a saint
He was Funkmaster Flex with the bombs and the estate
Funny how we preach anti-hate
Then the people who say that, turn and say death to anyone who ain’t they way
Hilarious, i’m not on the defensive
Here hit this Verde stop being so apprehensive
Chill, let me ask you what do we deserve?
To know who runs our system and trust their every word?
I’ll take a survey right now: who really protects to serve?
What you know about the White House and the Federal Reserve?
You voted for the lesser of two evils? You blue or red?
What flag you waving? Are you acting like the truth is dead?
From my point of view they have a genius plan that’s working
My suggestion: live life grateful put the work in
Because Democrats, Republicans, just like Bloods and Crips
We all picking a side but we all in the same ditch
"Octopussy"
The rebirth is here
This certain year I don’t give worth to fear
Because I don’t know what hurts to hear
The thoughts that lived inside my head gave birth to tears
Steady wishing I was dead just to serve career
But the word I hear is more than clear and it tells me G
This grim; you need to get out and persevere
I got your back in this poisonous cipher
I will destroy it because life is about building your price up
Not in monetary status but surely that can work
I’m talking about excellence – getting away from the curse
The evil dwellers will spell it on you
Tell the executioner to allow a smoke
We can stay egomaniac forever and ever
Or perhaps…style in the name of the light
I get it too, that was my point, grabbing attention
The worst way to pounce on the mission
Playing a lot of games with a lot of emotions and I’ll tell you man
Yo, this right here was worth the tears; fuck a career this why I’m here
No way no how I’m bout to fold my cards
I’m the 6% of Evil yet the Gold of God
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leader
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
We who understand will be the leaders
To step to the Evil and proceed to defeat it
But check the sequence
"006 in New York"
You got five minutes to exit stage right
As I turn the page right, I see the flame might burn my hand
You little suckers must have earned a plan to concern a damn
Leaving options at an early stand
Upon thy I will scorch
Counter your existence
You will duck like we spraying on the porch
But this is not a rhyme written in the context of a street dude
Fuck who I know and knew we make the peace move
Anyway, back the mindless that digest complicating progressions of the finest art form we manifest
Plans to press me with press headlines are dead fined
Don’t cross the red line, you will miss you
Never ever gave a fuck about a rappers clout
Come show what you about on the microphone
I will destroy ones career let you eave the mic alone, ha
You say you nice I’ll make a liar out ya
Hmmm
I’ll smack the bumboclot fire out ya
Con yo
Tu eres un puto cabron
And I’m still learning proper, getting too Rosetta stoned
I telephoned back home and they said Jimmy come kick it
Guess I’m off to getting high like I failed physics
Feeling Luda on my red eye district
The end is near
Naw my shit so load it got a mastering engineer
I admit Maxx better than me
But he ain’t getting cheddar like me
He still with the Doctor
That’s a spoiler
Come November
Jimmy Carter May with the Ember
Peace Shawnee Jay and my Brother and my Cousin
Peace to the growers in LI got me buggin
Peace the Empire cuz I’m out after this
I’m the people president with the Puerto Rican Twist, bitch
XXXIX Empire
Forever and Ever
"The Living Daylights"
Freestyle Promo
"Fireflies in Brooklyn"
Jimmy-Jimmy-Jimmy, I just hit the lotto
My blood pressures rushing like I'm Ivan Drago
I need a show on bravo hit up Jim Carry
Learned the game from Weintraub, rest in peace to Jerry
I just saw Tai Lopez he gave me the ways
I need investment money, fuck the SoundCloud plays
I'm shaking hands with CEOs and VPs
Learn for motherfuckers who really about they cheese
I learned from two types of Gs; icy rings
I manage fucking Maxx 39 and The Sun King
I'm booking them for shows and they killing shit
Now Jimmy Carter only hero on some villain shit
Competition don't exist it's counterproductive
I'm ‘bout try comedy and I do my own production
Something-something-something The Empires rising
I’m bout to spend a C-note just on advertising
The markets looking fresh which one am I picking?
Maxx be writing books for albums fuck all the opinions
I remember haters in them interviews
Said we selling ourselves short, but I’m looking at they tennis shoes like: (what are those?!)
I be hitting wax, I be watching wrestling
Y'all say that shit is fake cuz look at your necklace
We've been ultra reckless, relentless impressions
Fuck your clothing brand my son, I got my own collection
Fuck cops for not doing the stop and freeze
I be killing shit like Macklemore be copping pleas
I can hear them all yelling, “yo stop it please!”
I'm sick-I'm sick-I'm sick, I think I got disease
Mind over matter, signs push over patterns
I'm more than just flattered, I feel like Cole Hatter
I feel like Warren Buffet and I never hold chatter
Flow like a cold shower; smoke sour/controlled adder
I'm looking at Yahoos stock and say it's inexpensive
Fuck anyone against Cosby I hope that was offensive
I'm bent and my minds dented, those who have befriended
After these last words I really hope your sad it ended
Peace to Anibal, Jose and Miguel
Jonny, Jon, Sal and Brandon teach me Spanish well
Con yo-con yo-con yo. Need to stop tripping
I’m only focused on the props given, not kidding
Ho!
"-Dean Ambrose Out This Bitch"
I brought the chaos on some over the head shit
Ma fuckers can’t get they bread because Jimmy will dead shit
My dope got the meds ripped; kryptonite-causing bleeding like a set trip
Bet it gets fucked up come play and pitch to me
I hit homers off the Ken Griffey. That’s code name for a vaped spliffy
I can Out-Drake-Drake in a millisecond
Watch Sun King kill a peasant and Maxx 39 catch a bid for wrecking
Dropin science but the kid go scientology nuts
My biology is clutch, Smoke with no crutch
I’m Raw Mondays get smacked on Tuesday
No blunts to use haze, apologies to the Dutch
Flex like a funk master
You skunk bastard, you smoke skunk you get passed after
Trying to teach like a blast master
Style is so predictable; my six flags flash pass tagged ya
I pass the line on you to finally bill a fine on you
No hammer, I just pull the 39 on you
Empires rising, shrimps are expiring
Not meant to be hiring for the job to grant peace among those who are admiring
Respect like Franklins hit, I got good at that, I sank your ship
G head to toe; you might be G ankle to hip
But I thank you for being able to trip
My Kool aid I grant you a sip, stamp you a kiss on a dedication
No kiss of death, your Jaded Kiss can't wish with Satan
Obliteration on your mental status
No Zuckerburg on the curb shooting dice with your Namesake
Like bad sex you came quick into the radar
But you an outfielder: stay back, you play far
Notices there’s a lot of you’s I’m not saying names
I can go 39 frames of displaying lames--dismaying fame
Broken leg, I ain’t playing games
Use to give a fuck now I truly fake the shame
Celebrated hatred is your problem, word to my chain
Goku ya ass you all insane
Yo But hey! What more can I say?
Imploring decay of exploring a day
Of peace love and happiness, the boring relay
Relying on pay to find a brighter way
Out the blue it’s beyond saying like girls of Jay
I don’t believe but I know I’m on the right page
Like Maxwell middle name but I’m fucking Jimmy Carter and I came to stay get out my way
I’ll shout my case up out my face until I raise
From the field of angry days, unpleasant hanging phase that’s playing rage to my brain
It stays there displaying a daze, I walk away from the evil
It can’t follow me forever
Legs deleterious
Mind bending contemplation
Wanting patience, in religion {it’s partly Satan}
Highest maintenance that’s why I get high like fly ass patients
Out the dispensary
This shit is elementary
No shit Sherlock, my burlap sack is covered in mad keef
Looking like that shit I don’t like when I’m in the spot son I’m a Chief on sight
Put a repeat on the mic, I got anchorman sex skills
Foursomes singing songs of afternoon delight
Fantasies exposing breast sizes, check surprises
Looking for ladies whose intellect mesmerizes
Where’s Kayla, Where’s Victoria, Where’s Mariah?
You can catch us drumming up like we Jeremiah
Give your lady a reason not to wear attire
Share insiders like we stock trading corruption
That’s what you feel when your caught making assumptions
Make sure that I’m bumping, all my shit is thumping
Like I’m the Junk Yard Dog, peace beloved
Tell these cats to shove it; I’m out in public
Smoking joints on bikes in public, I like to run it, my mic is buzzing
Get the fuck out of my sight you bugging
You ain’t hot - you only light the oven
Don’t spite my cousin
I’m lyrically Charlie Munger with gnarly hunger
Sex with twins I wonder, make them rain and thunder
Smoke a stain, put the whole fucking day on Tumblr
We did gymnastics and yes she is a tumbler
Perfect 10, I’m NXT in this bitch
No way Jose, I got mango for sale
CBD make the boom burn speeds of snail
Just water and mad tea, I can drink like a whale
Alcohol makes me negative as well as the lack of sleep
My whole life I’ve been the blackest sheep
To sit in ciphers of cynical separatist I fail to ask for seats
The fingers of a poet, THC marks the prints
I’m King I’m Prince I’m King I’m King I’m Prince
(My) thing is this, wanna be legit?
To the self-destructive thoughts you must plead the fifth
The vibes can speak the gist
But it is your job to weaken the grip of seeking bliss from a sinking ship
Shit..