CYNE - The Jux | Текст песни

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• The Jux

His name is Jonathan
Middle class black kid in college and
Wondering why the white girls be always follow ‘in him
Mama said, “keep your head level,
Don’t sleep with them devils,
Cause one day they gonna bring you trouble”
Months later having biz with Kate, Jake, and Tina

After that Tina spread ego on the speaker
She knocking down his laptop, the phone off the receiver
She having Growing Pains like my man Ben Seaver
Screaming “Hound baby daddy” Jake can take a higher
Fascinated with Hip-Hop and nice tires
Take the last dance Oh-oh and Jungle Fever
Snoop-Doggy-Dog Fifty-Cent Derek Jeter
Bob Marley tends to smoke weed after daddy calls
Then call John afterwards and beat it that strong

Went on for a few months behind closed doors
Would you stop beating one month out of control?
Went to the clinic 300 dollars she spending
Daddy said no nigguh babies on his insurance
Even told Tina to say she was a victim
Call up the police so the law can come get him
Level-headed white girl, you had to give her that
She didn’t get John the cuffs and bad rep
Stopped seeing him though, cause her parents made her so
“Nigguhs ain’t nothing but trouble,” her mama let her know

Back to Jonathan
Middle class black kid in college and
He wondering why he can’t sleep, his heart bother him
Thinking ’bout this chick named Tina
Who used to love to see him
But now she won’t return his calls either

At first it was a novel affair, but then it turns to care
They even talked about taking it ‘there’
Under wraps, yes, then it turned to love because
Only meeting after dark made it stronger than drugs
Too wrapped up in what people just might say
Cause he’s a regular nigguh, she ain’t from around the way
Actually just the opposite, her daddy had offices
High-level partisan who majored in politics
Only gave her dollars when she really needed fathering

The only man that gave a damn was this dude Jonathan
Didn’t want to have the abortion when her father insisted
He screamed that it would ruin her image
He would pull some favors so it was off record
Put some money at her, told her it was for better
But was it for the better? Now now, that was the question
She used her discretion, realized she need a blessing
Picked up the phone and dialed his number slow
Praying that John maybe be home
(Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)


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