Jered Sanders - Roc-A-Fella Chain lyrics

rate me

George Lucas is back, shall I continue?

The storm trooper is back, tune in your mental

My work ethic echoes, loaded with cinder blocks

Your work ethic? Skip leg day, you don’t do squat

My boss over here like the morning announcement

Your boss over here like a table top, cable box

I’m over here like enormous accountant

Your balls over here like some ankle socks

Stop, I put them bars together, you alphabet soup, nigga

Spend the money, never regroup, nigga

Sick of watching…tryna get the respect

Throwing punches that will never connect

Check, got you for one more round, well pressed, don’t dab there

‘Cause after that my niggas jumping…

Where my Roc-A-Fella chain at?

And if I talk Illuminati I’m apocalyptic

And if I talk about a body I’m misogynistic

And I’ve been plotting since the crayon box, paying my dues

But if I pop out the blue I’m probably creeping

You top ten niggas should be uncomfortable

I throw your ass clear off the cliff like a huxtable

Throwing a box in the fight, flowing is nice…

Your girl hit me up, the body is tempting, lady

I’m a Christian, baby, I’m tied down

If I was single I’d make that thing whistle like an Old Spice jingle

Into the morning

Where my Roc-A-Fella chain at?