Fuck You
Jadakiss And The Lox Lyrics

If you hoped we wouldn't make it, fuck you
If you doubted our success and wished for our failure, I have no respect for you

Talk with a heart full of hatred, fuck you
Your words filled with negativity and animosity hold no value to me

And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you
You predicted our failure in achieving financial success, but I don't care for your opinion

Only my man blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you
The loyalty between me and my close friends is sacred, and I have no tolerance for disrespect from you

Yo, yo, everybody's a snake
In this treacherous world, everyone is deceitful and untrustworthy

That's why I try to keep the grass cut
I stay vigilant and keep my surroundings clear to spot any potential threats

So I can see 'em when they comin' then I heat they ass up
Once I detect their intentions, I confront and punish them accordingly

'Cause' them niggas that you went to school with
Even the people you grew up with can turn against you

Will catch you while you in your new whip
They will ambush you when you're in your expensive car

And turn your brains into Cool Whip
They will fatally harm you and leave your brain matter splattered

Niggas that you runnin' 'round gettin' ass with
The individuals you associate with will not help you in times of trouble

Ain't gon' help you do nothin' but carry your casket
They will only assist in carrying your coffin during your funeral

Got the nerve to ask Kiss why I smoke so much
They have the audacity to question my smoking habits

And how I'm such a young nigga that seem to know so much
They wonder how I, as a young man, possess so much knowledge and wisdom

While you was runnin' round pumpin' for niggas, I was listenin'
While they were busy supporting and following others, I was paying attention and gaining knowledge

You still pumpin' for niggas, I'm comin' through visitin'
They are still blindly following others, while I rise above and make my own path

You heard, L-O-X came through in a yellow Lex '
You may have heard that the L-O-X arrived in a yellow Lexus

Then hopped out with the Air Force One's with yellow checks
We stepped out wearing Air Force One sneakers with yellow check marks

And you liable to see me dolo, icin' the Rolo
You might catch me alone, wearing an expensive Rolo watch

Burner under the Polo, a lot of y'all is homos
I conceal a firearm under my Polo clothing, and many of you are fake and weak

Funny style niggas never down with me
Those who exhibit strange behavior are never loyal or supportive of me

Type that go to the bathroom, sit down and pee
Men who lack masculinity are like those who sit down to urinate

I'll enter your house, back of your cribs, smackin' your kids
I would invade your home, slap your children around, and show dominance

Bullets goin' through your leather, crackin' your ribs
Bullets would pierce through your leather clothing and fracture your ribs

Don't even hit me on my hip if I ain't give you a code
Do not contact me on my pager unless I have provided you with a specific code

And I ain't got a home phone number, I live on the road
I do not have a permanent residence or a landline phone since I am constantly traveling

Now I'm gettin' bigger checks, conference calls with bigger 'xecs
I am now receiving larger payment sums and participating in important conference calls with high-level executives

Bigger bracelets with bigger begets
I now wear more expensive and extravagant bracelets adorned with large gemstones

Fuck y'all
I have no regard for any of you

All I do is get high, and think of fadin' you all
I spend my time getting intoxicated and contemplating your downfall

Motherfuckers, hit 'cha knees and just pray to the Lord
I suggest you all kneel down and beg for mercy from God

I'd rather die today than live tomorrow
I have a fearless mindset and would rather die than face another day

Then watch you crab motherfuckers just steal and borrow
I would rather be dead than witness you deceptive individuals stealing and taking advantage

Put in my work, you might get put in a church
If you provoke me, I may cause your demise and you will end up in a funeral service

Funeral time, everybody kissin' the corpse
During the funeral, everyone shows respect by kissing the deceased's body

Learn the ropes, don't riff if you soft, you pissin' me off
Understand the rules and do not provoke me if you are weak, as it angers me

Call me S.P., and I spit on your boss
Refer to me as S.P., and I will show disrespect to your superior

You can die cause this shit might happen to me
You should be careful, for the same fate may befall you

But I'ma still happen to be, packin' the three
However, I will continue to remain armed with a firearm

Fuck with bitches that be wrappin' the keys
I associate with women involved in drug trafficking

And the niggas that bug over drug money, clappin' the D
I am in the company of individuals who resort to violence over drug-related disputes

Shoot in the breeze, nine in the boot, full of trees
I casually carry a loaded gun in my boot, which is also filled with drugs

One in the mornin', catch me with a gun on the corner
You can find me armed with a firearm on the street corner late at night

Let you know it's all real and you can front if you want to
I make it known that I am authentic and genuine, and you can pretend otherwise at your own risk

Lie on the stand, fuck it dog, die in the can
If you choose to lie in court, then accepting the consequences of imprisonment is acceptable

I say you pussy, you won't die for your right-hand man (at all)
I claim that you lack bravery, as you would not sacrifice your life for your closest companion

As well as your left, niggas trip, fell into death
Even your closest allies may betray you, resulting in fatal consequences

They touch you, only thing else to say is fuck you
If anyone harms or kills you, the appropriate response is a final insult

Ayy, yo, y'all niggas ain't hardcore, all my niggas is homicide
I proclaim that my associates are all experienced in violent activities, distinguishing us from you non-threatening individuals

What you know about gettin' shot, lettin' the drip dry?
Have you ever experienced being shot and allowing the blood to dry on your body?

Lettin' the spit fly, seein' sparks whiz by
In moments of gunfire, witnessing projectiles rapidly fly past

Puttin' the M.A.S.H. on niggas like Klinger and Hawk Eye
We apply medical attention to those wounded like the fictional characters Klinger and Hawkeye from the TV show M.A.S.H.

So soft you smushy, I blast 'til your shit is gushy
You are weak and easily crushed, and I will relentlessly shoot until your body is unrecognizably mutilated

Should be the head Cat in the Broadway play, you pussy
Your softness is so extreme that it would suit you better to be the lead in a musical production rather than participating in street activities

Fuck with Sheek, Ouija board spell 'Death' (uh)
If you associate with me, Sheek, it is as if you are summoning death itself with a Ouija board

You can talk that beef shit, I hope that deep shit
You can engage in verbal confrontations, but I anticipate that it escalates to a dangerous level

Be as deep as you inside the fuckin' cement
I wish for the depths of your troubles to be as profound as being buried in concrete

Or you can deep sea dive, with no scuba gear
Alternatively, you could plunge into the deep ocean without any breathing apparatus

I'll drown you with your snorkel on, bitch, breathe out of there
I would submerge you underwater even with your snorkel on, constricting your breath

Whole team rich, never seen a summer like this
My entire crew is wealthy, experiencing a summer unlike any other

Bakin' hot, and you can sled ride down my wrist, neck, and hand
The heat we generate is intense, to the point where you could slide down the surfaces of my luxurious jewelry

When it comes to coke, I can make a snowman shit
In terms of cocaine, I possess the ability to create incredibly large quantities

Play in this shit make an angel with it
Engaging with this drug substance can lead to a euphoric and surreal experience

And I don't give a fuck about that three-eighty that y'all share
I couldn't care less about the small firearm that you all possess as a group

Between the ten of y'all with the same eight bullets from last year
Divided among ten individuals, you only have eight bullets, which haven't been replenished since the previous year

When I bust I use snubs, then I'm fleein' the spot
When I discharge my firearm, I prefer compact handguns, then promptly escape the crime scene

The hand I write with need an oven glove, my shit so hot
My hand, used for wielding firearms and writing lyrics, requires protection because it is constantly involved in intense activities

I want the most, Rollie only work when it's next to my post
I desire the most prestigious and expensive items, such as a Rolex watch, which only fulfills its purpose when worn next to me

Fuck a Presi' gimme a Yacht Master, regular bezzy
I don't care for a Rolex President watch, I prefer a Yacht Master watch with a standard bezel

Then I'm good when I'm in the hood and I'm on the block
Once I have these possessions, I feel safe and confident while in my neighborhood and on the streets

You got a gut feelin' about shit, nigga, that means you shot, what?
If you have a strong intuition or suspicion about something, it likely means you are a target or in danger

If you hoped we wouldn't make it, fuck you
If you doubted our success and wished for our failure, I have no respect for you

Talk with a heart full of hatred, fuck you
Your words filled with negativity and animosity hold no value to me

And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you
You predicted our failure in achieving financial success, but I don't care for your opinion

Only my man's blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you
The loyalty between me and my close friends is sacred, and I have no tolerance for disrespect from you

I'll tell you in your face, fuck you
I will boldly express my disregard for you directly to your face

Pull it off my waist, hit you up, fuck you
I will remove my firearm from its concealed location and shoot at you, expressing my disdain

And watch you die on the street, fuck you
I will then observe your demise on the streets, further emphasizing my contempt

Whoever feel sad at the funeral, fuck them too
Anyone who shows sadness during your funeral will also receive my scorn and disapproval