Fabolous & Jadakiss – F Vs. J Intro (At Vevo) (Live)

You soft as pudding Jell-O, we’ll come to your hood and "Hello"
I think he’s coming
Lame nigga, swerve, I lame nigga swerve
To the locker room, I’m back to cock it to ‘em
Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
Wave it at everybody, ain’t tryna be put in jail though
(You remember!) HA-HAAAEEH!
Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here
Spend six, make 12 back, that’s a crack flip
From Jordans you ain’t see, shoutout to Carolina
(Kill kill kill) Yeah, it ain’t even no sense in runnin’
You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
Toast to all you niggas that was talkin’ caca to ’em
To all baby me’s, I see all you Harold Miners
Three bodies in one night, that’s a hat trick
Who is he?
I’m dead wrong; you wanna live, I can’t let you
Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom
Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
Yeah, it’s getting spooky out here
Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon
When you hear that (Kill kill kill), you don’t see me but I’m comin’
Getting fly, no bullshit, I’m the 2-3 out here
Pay the plug soon as you finish, that’s a backflip
Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks

You at full speed, I’m walking, I still catch you
I just laugh at you niggas then come after you niggas
Bet he say ‘aah’ when it blocka-blocka to ’em
I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here
You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin’

Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the go-go
This verse right here be your worst nightmare
No cool niggas, it’s just goofies out here
Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn’t tell though
Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo
Ten toes down, I’m on two feet out here
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I’ll put something right through your face from out the toolbox
All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
Truthfully, out here, I’ll be too flee out here
I know he’s coming
Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
Sad part about it, you boys ain’t even ready
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
With girls that’ll spread they legs open for a logo, ay
Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player
We on a different FLŌH, we ain’t sendin’ vodka to ‘em
How the crime scene was left, they could tell that it was Jason
I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks

Might have to crush your Adam’s apple with the vice grips
Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
And he’s holding something…
You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to ‘em
I see someone else…in the fog…by the lake
(Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
Niggas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow
I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
Every waking moment, he haunts me
And I be swervin’ potholes in every hood and ghetto
These niggas ain’t bosses, they workers and employees
You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
At night, I lie awake and this man is…is burning
Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can’t miss you
It’s been 10 years and you the same nigga, swerve!
But I’m not gon’ be the one you keep on sleepin’ on
Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
(Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation
Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman

I just gotta keep on keepin’ on