Jerome
Mick Jenkins Lyrics

Put your motherfuckin' hands in the air
Raise your hands up in the air

Or you gon' need a halo, I'm a mothafuckin' slayer
If you don't, you'll face consequences, as I am a dangerous and skilled individual

This ain't no game, I'm not no player
This is serious, I don't play around

Nigga tryna find his way and then he bringing pain
I'm trying to navigate through life, but it brings me pain

You better know we major
You should understand that we are important and influential

I'm on this water heavy, what's a little gold and a pager
I'm focused on the essentials, material possessions don't matter to me

Wrestle with these words a young Mick Foley
I engage in a battle of words, like a young Mick Foley, a professional wrestler

All I see is AC Slater
All I see are fake and insincere people

These niggas jaded, 'bout to set it off, I be like Jada
These individuals are cynical and disillusioned, but I'm ready to take action like Jada Pinkett Smith

Still on the block it feel like Jenga how it tumble down
I'm still in the neighborhood, witnessing how things fall apart like a game of Jenga

Hands shaking like a Rumble, pack up we humble now
We're humble now and our hands are shaking with anticipation, just like in a boxing match

Buzzing how we bumble now
We're making waves and causing a stir like a bumblebee

Leaving niggas puzzled, do the right thing and they buggin' out
We're leaving people confused and questioning their actions, causing them to lose their composure

Know the freedom stop for nothing, tell 'em niggas stop the frontin'
We won't let anything hinder our freedom, and we're telling others to stop pretending

Roll in front, so if you ever see teardrop you better know we choppin' onions
We're always moving forward, and if you see a teardrop tattoo, it signifies that we're involved in illegal activities

I'm spitting yellow bricks, we rarely stop for munchkins
I'm delivering profound and valuable words, and we rarely pay attention to insignificant individuals

That's why I do not fuck with customs, I'm unaccustomed to these costumes
I don't adhere to societal norms and expectations, I'm not comfortable wearing masks

Know that if you cross the free it just might cost you
If you oppose our freedom, there will be consequences

I'm not a doctor or Kevin Costner
I'm not qualified to heal or save others like a doctor or Kevin Costner in a movie

The way I'm dancing with these wolves, I pray I never lost her
I'm engaging with dangerous individuals, and I hope I never lose myself in the process

Step, I keep it steppin' nigga that's a bet
I keep moving forward, that's a guarantee

Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Take a moment to listen and learn from me, as I enjoy smoking marijuana

Put your motherfuckin' hands in the air
Raise your hands up in the air

And wave them like you just don't care
Waving your hands with indifference and freedom

I'm just showin' love to my mothafuckin' people
I'm expressing affection and support for my close associates

You can tell your mans we ain't going no where
Inform your friends that we aren't going away anytime soon

Now keep your hands motherfuckin' in the air
Continue raising your hands up in the air

And wave them like you just don't care
Continue waving your hands with indifference

I'm just showin' love to my mothafuckin' people
I'm demonstrating love and support for my close associates

You can tell your mans we ain't going no where
Inform your friends that we aren't going away anytime soon

Jerome in the mothafuckin' house now
I, Jerome, am now present and making my presence known

Let a loafer steppin', niggas better watch they mouth now
Allow me to assert myself and warn others to be careful with their words

Leaving loaded lessons, pray for blessings when the doubts 'round
I'm imparting important teachings, and we hope for blessings when faced with uncertainty

Thousand Island stretchin', I ain't stressin' no salad
We're enjoying the finer things in life, not worrying about trivial matters

I'm in this water where the sharks be
I'm in a dangerous environment filled with predatory individuals

Coming for the same place your thoughts be
They're aiming for the same goals and aspirations as you

Artsy, dirty mouth, I never do the flossing
I'm artistic and unfiltered in my expression, I don't conform to societal norms

Hardly, stuntin' on the niggas that's frontin'
I'm showing off and impressing those who are pretending to be something they're not

I know they do not want it, I run over niggas that's punnin'
I know they're not prepared for the challenge, I surpass those who are merely attempting

No I ain't tryna kick it, I'm cookin' no bun in the oven
I'm not interested in casual interactions, I'm focused on pursuing my goals

I need it on the stove, push it to the people off a cottage grove
I need my product ready, and I distribute it to the people from a specific location

Pot of gold, flooded more than Hollygrove
I possess significant wealth and resources, more than the neighborhood of Hollygrove

Mothafuckin' Hollywood, never take a holiday
I'm constantly active and never take a break, like someone in the entertainment industry

I'm spotting foes everywhere, know that I get very rare
I can identify enemies easily, and I possess unique qualities

Faced the God, what's up Based God?
I confronted a higher power or influential figure, addressing someone like Lil B

I'm pacing hot, tracing opps
I'm moving at a fast pace, tracking down opponents

Know your enemy, patrol your energy
Understand who your opponent is, and protect your own energy

Don't slip with niggas that pretend to be
Don't be deceived by individuals pretending to be something they're not

Only kin of me can call me blood
Only those who are close to me can refer to me as family

Even a friendly can see the love
Even someone who is not related can recognize the genuine affection

We do it for the free and keep it up
We do it without expecting anything in return and continue to do so

Tell your niggas they can keep the hate
Inform your friends that they can continue holding onto their negativity

Tell my friends I appreciate, the value never depreciate
Tell my friends that I appreciate them, and their worth never decreases

This for my niggas, who be chillin' with them killers in the wild
This is dedicated to my friends who associate with dangerous individuals

We gettin' high 'til we bug the fuck out
We're getting intoxicated until we completely lose control

It's been a minute, I've been chillin' on the
It's been a while, I've been relaxing and taking it easy

Prowl right, right
Moving around discreetly, keeping a low profile

And to my crooks from Chi-town all the way to Flatbush
And to my criminal associates from Chicago to Flatbush

We get wild if you give us that look
We become aggressive and unruly if you provoke us

Hit you with the follow up and the right hook, right, right
We'll hit you with a second attack and a powerful punch

Put your fucking hands up in the air
Raise your hands up in the air

Or you gon' have to lay low when I motherfucking spray you
If you don't, you'll have to hide and be careful when I attack you

This ain't no game like Sega, don't be a hero
This is serious, it's not a video game like Sega, so don't try to be a hero

I'm with my good fellas and we 'bout to rob Dinero
I'm with my trustworthy companions, and we're about to steal money

Give me the pesos, give me the Euros, give me the dollars
Give me the various currencies, such as Mexican pesos, European euros, and American dollars

Give me the say so if these niggas want the drama
Give me permission if these individuals are looking for trouble

If I call my partners up, body bags is popping up
If I contact my associates, there will be casualties

Keep popping shit, we pop the trunk, make you niggas popular
If you keep talking nonsense, we'll open the trunk of our car, making you famous in a negative way

Hit him between his oculars, what the fuck is popping, cuz?
Shoot him between his eyes, what is happening, my cousin?

Super Saiyan like I opened forty-seven chakras up
I'm in an elevated state of being, like a Super Saiyan who has unlocked all their chakras

Pussy hoes we knocking up, these flows keep stocking up
We're impregnating weak individuals, and my lyrics keep piling up

As long as I'm rhyming I'm Ben Wallace on your wallets, uh
As long as I'm freestyling, I'm like Ben Wallace stealing your money

My true shottas go blocka, blocka
My true shooters make the sound of gunfire, blocka, blocka

Soul shocking with the fire, probably light your block up
We're causing astonishment and fear with our powerful lyrics, we might even set your neighborhood on fire

Stop your blood clot crying, the pussy boy there dying
Stop your pointless crying, that weak individual is dying

It's a cold, cold world, I think these niggas need the iron like 'blaow'
The world is harsh and unforgiving, these individuals need a weapon to protect themselves

How you like me now? Its the mothafuckin' Brooklyn king of them now
How do you feel about me now? I am the dominant king from Brooklyn

Nigga's jocking my style, I been all on the road
People are imitating my style, I've been constantly traveling and working

I been checkin' out the shows, I been fuckin' your hoes, like blap
I've been attending events and having sexual encounters with women, like blap