Bonus Track
J. Paul Jr Lyrics


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Uh, uh, uh, it's the sickness uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I got the MJ disease 'cause MCs wanna be me
If I spit anything it's gonna be heat
'Cause Dilla Dawg a one of a kind nigga
Killin' 'em off with the rhymes, motherfuckin' son of a 9 nigga
If I pull a chain out in the sun it'll blind niggas
First thing that come to your mind when you think of hardcore
Takin' cuts to the front of the line
I break blunts, fill 'em up, and then fire, and take puffs
The city of G's, the gaters, and gutter
The switches and D's, the haters and murder
My niggas runnin' the streets, they ready to eat
And roll heavy, deep in Chevys and Jeeps
And most carry so be ready to bleed if you talk shit
Why check these nigga threatin' the Dee, we walkin'
Most of my niggas been locked down for something, prolly bitch smackin' niggas, knocked down for nothin'
Got a fetish for dough, cheese, bucks
Out for the lettuce so blow these nuts

Uh, uh, uh, it's the sickness uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Yo, everybody's not goin' get me
They mad 'cause they can't accept me
They try to hex me, especially those who never rose
They want better clothes and nicer lives
I don't have an ego, I go harder than average people
Plus I got twice the drive
Suited and booted, niggas might have heard I was lost
You might wanna consider your source
I try to play it cool, show people that I can chill
So wealthy people take me serious and know I'm real
Open a club up in Shanghai
I ain't step inside yet
Silicon Valley every two months
On private jet, I'm venture capital nigga
Read it how I invest
I'm in the trade so much
The Wall Street Journal but I don't flex or front too much
It's too early to serve you, I'd rather curve you
This ain't just rap, this facts
I'm in places, I shock faces 'cause they don't see black
So if you ever in Maldives tell 'em Nas said peace
Frontin', I've never been in Maldives, not even Greece yet
But I bet out in Greece I get that respect





Uh, uh, uh, it's the sickness uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to J. Paul Jr's song "Bonus track" display an attitude of confidence and assertiveness. The artist expresses pride in his skills and unique style, comparing himself to legendary figures like Michael Jordan and J Dilla. He believes that his lyrical abilities are unparalleled and promises to bring nothing but fire when he spits rhymes. The reference to blinding others with a chain under the sun signifies the artist's ability to shine and outshine his competition.


He further emphasizes his hardcore nature, mentioning his willingness to cut in line and his knack for rolling blunts and taking puffs. The lyrics also touch on the rougher aspects of the city, including violence and the struggle for survival. There is a sense of loyalty to his crew, acknowledging the hardships they have endured and their readiness to confront anyone who disrespects them.


In the second verse, the artist addresses the critics and naysayers who underestimate him. He asserts that he cannot be easily understood or accepted by everybody. There is an acknowledgement of his own ambition and drive, stating that he goes harder than average people and has twice the motivation. Despite his success, he claims not to have an ego and seeks to be taken seriously by wealthy individuals.


He paints a picture of a jet-setting lifestyle, mentioning clubs in Shanghai and frequent trips to Silicon Valley. He positions himself as a venture capitalist and someone who reads the Wall Street Journal, highlighting his involvement in the business world. The reference to shocking faces in places where they don't expect to see a black person showcases his ability to defy stereotypes and gain respect in unconventional settings.


Overall, the lyrics of "Bonus track" convey a sense of self-assuredness, ambition, and a desire to break boundaries.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, uh, uh, it's the sickness uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, ah
I'm feeling an intense level of talent and skill, it's contagious and unstoppable


Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Expressing excitement and anticipation


I got the MJ disease 'cause MCs wanna be me
I possess the same level of greatness as Michael Jordan, and other rappers envy my success


If I spit anything it's gonna be heat
Whenever I rap, it's always fire and top-notch


'Cause Dilla Dawg a one of a kind nigga
I'm unique and unmatched, just like the legendary producer J Dilla


Killin' 'em off with the rhymes, motherfuckin' son of a 9 nigga
My powerful lyrics are causing a massive impact, I'm a son of the streets


If I pull a chain out in the sun it'll blind niggas
My jewelry is so dazzling that it can blind others when exposed to sunlight


First thing that come to your mind when you think of hardcore
When you think of true rap intensity and toughness, I'm the first thing that comes to mind


Takin' cuts to the front of the line
I'm bypassing the normal order and taking the lead in the rap game


I break blunts, fill 'em up, and then fire, and take puffs
I roll marijuana cigars, fill them with top-quality weed, light them up, and enjoy smoking


The city of G's, the gaters, and gutter
I come from a city filled with gangsters, hustlers, and poverty-stricken neighborhoods


The switches and D's, the haters and murder
My city is known for customized cars, police harassment, and high crime rates


My niggas runnin' the streets, they ready to eat
My friends and associates are actively involved in street activities and always striving for success


And roll heavy, deep in Chevys and Jeeps
We ride around in large groups, driving Chevy cars and Jeeps


And most carry so be ready to bleed if you talk shit
Many people in my circle are armed, so if you disrespect us, be prepared for violence


Why check these nigga threatin' the Dee, we walkin'
Don't question the intimidating presence of my crew, we're always ready to confront danger


Most of my niggas been locked down for something, prolly bitch smackin' niggas, knocked down for nothin'
The majority of my acquaintances have been incarcerated for various reasons, perhaps involving physical altercations


Got a fetish for dough, cheese, bucks
I have an intense desire for money and financial success


Out for the lettuce so blow these nuts
I'm actively pursuing wealth, so forget about any distractions or obstacles


Yo, everybody's not goin' get me
Not everyone can truly understand and appreciate who I am


They mad 'cause they can't accept me
People become angry because they cannot embrace or acknowledge my greatness


They try to hex me, especially those who never rose
Some individuals attempt to cast negative spells or curses upon me, particularly those who have never achieved success themselves


They want better clothes and nicer lives
These jealous individuals desire material possessions and a more luxurious lifestyle


I don't have an ego, I go harder than average people
Despite my success, I remain humble and consistently work harder than ordinary individuals


Plus I got twice the drive
In addition to my unparalleled determination, I possess double the motivation and ambition


Suited and booted, niggas might have heard I was lost
I dress impeccably and some may have falsely believed that I had lost my way or succumbed to failure


You might wanna consider your source
Before believing any negative rumors about me, consider the reliability and credibility of the source


I try to play it cool, show people that I can chill
I make an effort to appear calm and relaxed, demonstrating that I can handle any situation


So wealthy people take me serious and know I'm real
I aim for affluent individuals to perceive me as genuine and worthy of their attention and respect


Open a club up in Shanghai
I want to establish a nightclub business in the city of Shanghai


I ain't step inside yet
However, I have not yet personally visited the establishment


Silicon Valley every two months
I frequently travel to Silicon Valley, a hub for the tech industry, every two months


On private jet, I'm venture capital nigga
I travel in a private jet, emphasizing my involvement in venture capitalism and investment


Read it how I invest
Analyze my financial decisions and understand the success they bring


I'm in the trade so much
I'm deeply involved in various business dealings


The Wall Street Journal but I don't flex or front too much
I'm frequently featured in The Wall Street Journal, but I do not excessively boast or pretend


It's too early to serve you, I'd rather curve you
I'm not ready to take you down yet, I prefer to ignore or avoid you


This ain't just rap, this facts
My lyrics are not simply exaggerated claims, they are actual truths


I'm in places, I shock faces 'cause they don't see black
I frequent locations where people are surprised to see a successful black individual


So if you ever in Maldives tell 'em Nas said peace
If you happen to visit the Maldives, relay my message of peace and greetings


Frontin', I've never been in Maldives, not even Greece yet
I'm not pretending to have visited the Maldives, and I haven't even been to Greece


But I bet out in Greece I get that respect
However, if I were to visit Greece, I am confident that I would receive the respect I deserve


Uh, uh, uh, it's the sickness uh, uh, uh, ah, ah, ah
The level of talent and skill I possess is a contagious and powerful force


Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Expressing excitement and anticipation once again




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Nasir Jones, James Dewitt Yancey

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