This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
They call me Uncle L, Future of the Funk
Records are recorded minus all the junk
People spread gossip and believe what they must
While I slam dunk punks and make 'em bite the dust
A minute is needed to make a phony roni bleed
And put 'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed
Check out the pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'all
And I'ma dust you off and dust you off twice
I heard it's all observant, hysterical fanatics
Of the Asiatic miracle man
Prominent, dominant, McCoy and I'm real
If you're another brother's fan, forget how you feel
'Cause he's so-so, I got the instinct
They call me Deputy Dog to put your ass in the clink
Innovating, devastating, and dope on a single, now
Let me see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and screwed you
That shit you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude, you
No good nigga-boo trying to base
How we living, holmes? Get out my face
I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fall
I rise, surprise, and I advise you all
To stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubt
My skill'll get ill, I turn the mother out
I'm top-notch, you're still playing hop-scotch
Now I'ma do ya while the party people watch
You're real funny, you really try to go for yours
But I know why, you ain't had no dough before
So you tried and lied to drain my fame
This ain't a game, yo, you know my name
Forget all the MC's who like to mingle
Yo, baby, let me see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
When you first walked in, I ain't know what to think
You grabbed the microphone like your shit don't stink
And tried to run down that, I can't get over that
Shit you were sayin', you call that a battle rap?
How you gon' go against an army with a handgun?
I'm Cool J, yo, you don't understand, son
I'm a legend, on top of that I'm livin'
Now you look stupid like that bitch Ms. Givens
Whoever geesed you up, nah, how should I say it?
Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play it
'Cause, man, yo, I feel for you brother
I'm a bad word to my mother
Taking out suckers while the ladies pucker
And rolling over niggas like a redneck trucker
Innovating, devastating, and dope on a single, now
Lemme see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
Yeah, baby, you know what I mean?
You like be jingling crazy, word
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) yeah, over this funky beat
You be like jingling and your earrings be jingling
Just shaking all over the place and all
It's (mhm) like real, it's real wild to me, honey, ya know what I mean?
The way you be jingling, word
(Yeah) yeah
(Jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) come on, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, do it, baby
Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as me
Your grip's too weak, you can't hold it, B
You can dream of making progress and getting this nice
But when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop Vice
I serve the curbs, I never swerve, I'm superb
Every word you heard played tricks on your nerves
You played your hand, lost track of your plan
When I show up, I blow up, end of story, my man
I'ma play you like a poker chip, that is what you get
I bet your fret, sweat, and regret you met
The titan of fighting, exciting when writing, you trifling toy-boy
I gotta enlighten, so start biting
You know you can't create and get mean like this
When I'm on the court, G, it's strictly swish
When it's all over, said and done, my friend
They say, "That bad motherfucker just scored again"
So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shop
Here's your token back, you're getting off at the next stop
I'ma deliver and give a speech with vigor
I drink some Olde E and start waxing niggas
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
They call me Uncle L, Future of the Funk
Records are recorded minus all the junk
People spread gossip and believe what they must
While I slam dunk punks and make 'em bite the dust
A minute is needed to make a phony roni bleed
And put 'em in a bucket like he's chicken feed
Check out the pick of the litter, not a quitter, I'm nice y'all
And I'ma dust you off and dust you off twice
I heard it's all observant, hysterical fanatics
Of the Asiatic miracle man
Prominent, dominant, McCoy and I'm real
If you're another brother's fan, forget how you feel
'Cause he's so-so, I got the instinct
They call me Deputy Dog to put your ass in the clink
Innovating, devastating, and dope on a single, now
Let me see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
I chopped you, chewed you, baked you and screwed you
That shit you pop, you need to stop, you're kind of rude, you
No good nigga-boo trying to base
How we living, holmes? Get out my face
I'm complete, in effect, and I can't fall
I rise, surprise, and I advise you all
To stand back and peep, don't sleep or doubt
My skill'll get ill, I turn the mother out
I'm top-notch, you're still playing hop-scotch
Now I'ma do ya while the party people watch
You're real funny, you really try to go for yours
But I know why, you ain't had no dough before
So you tried and lied to drain my fame
This ain't a game, yo, you know my name
Forget all the MC's who like to mingle
Yo, baby, let me see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
When you first walked in, I ain't know what to think
You grabbed the microphone like your shit don't stink
And tried to run down that, I can't get over that
Shit you were sayin', you call that a battle rap?
How you gon' go against an army with a handgun?
I'm Cool J, yo, you don't understand, son
I'm a legend, on top of that I'm livin'
Now you look stupid like that bitch Ms. Givens
Whoever geesed you up, nah, how should I say it?
Whoever set you up, they knew just how to play it
'Cause, man, yo, I feel for you brother
I'm a bad word to my mother
Taking out suckers while the ladies pucker
And rolling over niggas like a redneck trucker
Innovating, devastating, and dope on a single, now
Lemme see your earrings jingle
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
Yeah, baby, you know what I mean?
You like be jingling crazy, word
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) yeah, over this funky beat
You be like jingling and your earrings be jingling
Just shaking all over the place and all
It's (mhm) like real, it's real wild to me, honey, ya know what I mean?
The way you be jingling, word
(Yeah) yeah
(Jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) come on, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, do it, baby
Can't believe you tried to grip the same mic as me
Your grip's too weak, you can't hold it, B
You can dream of making progress and getting this nice
But when I roll up, it's like Hip Hop Vice
I serve the curbs, I never swerve, I'm superb
Every word you heard played tricks on your nerves
You played your hand, lost track of your plan
When I show up, I blow up, end of story, my man
I'ma play you like a poker chip, that is what you get
I bet your fret, sweat, and regret you met
The titan of fighting, exciting when writing, you trifling toy-boy
I gotta enlighten, so start biting
You know you can't create and get mean like this
When I'm on the court, G, it's strictly swish
When it's all over, said and done, my friend
They say, "That bad motherfucker just scored again"
So take a step back, give me some room to wreck shop
Here's your token back, you're getting off at the next stop
I'ma deliver and give a speech with vigor
I drink some Olde E and start waxing niggas
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) yeah, go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
(They're jingling, baby) go 'head, baby
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