Not For Radio (feat. Puff Daddy) - Nas & Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley

Lookin' at my Rollie, it's about that time For SWV to drop a jam on mine Playa's talk the talk but they can't walk it We make the whole country bounce when we New York it Don't speak about it, be about it Seein' Puff on your tube, feelin' weak about it (That's right) I got the skill of an actor, wind chill factor (What? What?) Minus five five, coolest man alive Baby, who dat is? Oh, that's just Puff Daddy Keep you on my mind, like I keep me on my shine And I feel fine, sex real time (Say what?) While I'm in your deck on rewind Oh, I make it hot, till you're jellin' what PD got Since PD rock, see me not (What?) So many bricks I build a tenement We'll, do the freaky thing, baby girl if you're into it (Let's go, come on) I'm looking for a lover that Can make a sacrifice A lover that will understand Will always be by my side I pray the Lord so I can find My Mr.Right So who can it be the one for me I need? Someone that I can believe Someone to satisfy me I need love, oh someone Someone who's faithful and true Oh baby, can it be you? I need love Oh, can it be that you're the one? And I've been too blind to see You're everything I'll ever need Someone who'll love me for me I wanna know, I wanna see My destiny If your love is true I'll love you too 'Cuz I need Someone that I can believe Someone to satisfy me I need love, oh Someone who's faithful and true Oh baby, can it be you? I need love, oh someone, someone Someone that I can believe Someone to satisfy me I need love, oh someone Someone who's faithful and true Oh baby, can it be you? I need love, love, love You could be the one Love of a lifetime Oh baby, can it be the one for me? I need to know Want you to be mine Baby, why can't you be my everything? I'll be Check this out You all know the Steve's, SWV's Gone for a minute, chillin' cross seas (That's right) Back on the scene, pocket full of cream, now Gone so long, thought they was locked in the Penile Meanwhile, they be bumpin' in the clubs Can we get freaky tonight? Sho' 'nuff Puff and J-Dub Platinum stats, plush oriental rugs And platinum plaques, come on (Alright then) You could be the one Love of a lifetime Oh baby, can it be the one for me? I need to know Want you to be mine Baby, why can't you be my everything? Someone that I can believe Someone to satisfy me I need love, love, love Someone who's faithful and true Oh baby, can it be you? I need love, love, love

Yeah, how many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Well, I'mma ride for you, would you ride for me? Well, I'mma die for you, would you die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the street, seven days a week Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat Stupid motherfucker wanna play me sweet So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no dope Call me anything but broke When it's on, I guarantee my team don't choke Want a war, you niggas better bring yo' force And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6 And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch When Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you Yo, if you down to act, we came to scrap We beef '89, still watch your back A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em back If it lead to the guns, then that be that And lately, niggas that snake me, just make me Wanna send 'em heat without AC Thinks I'm sweet, taste me, how much you really want it? Enough to put a mil' on it or your deal on it? This year Cancun, guess who I'm going wit My own niggas, see I pay my own trip Make my own chips, I copped my own 6 I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own dick My day be short, need coke, raid the fort I'm knocked by the cops, come blaze the court And though niggas die for, go on the shelf Disrespect and spend like a man below your belt Me, I always had, so I never go for self Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough down Kick your door down, surround the block, where you go now? Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole round Way I leave the furniture, think it was co-found Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now? How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you Motherfuckin' right I'ma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs Bitches ain't around when it's time to go to war This shit here, nothing to fuck with I'm the same bitch, all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with Lil' Kim spread like syphilis You think I'm pussy? I dare you to stick your dick in this Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous Speak when you're spoken to and only with permission Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen So don't ya'll be mad at me, 'cuz I'm the Q to the B To the motherfuckin' E-E Copped my CD, now all ya'll wanna be me See me on the TV, beds will dip in 3-D Peep the CD, chromed out and phoned out My shit is paid for, your shit is loaned out I gets it on, money keep growin' Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone In the danger zone, I hold my own When the pain is gone, like a splinter you enter So why should I throw my blows in those Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your troubles My nigga B.I.G, I'mma ride for But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you How many niggas that'll die 4 you How many get a quiche like the pie wit' you? I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

Yeah, yeah They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure This is the realest shit I ever wrote So hear my spirit roar Roar free, in myself Through my melody Kill this thug, it's a felony I'll make sure you remember me I'll make sure you remember Uh, climb new heights and I break new grounds Got a new crib and you can't come round This year haters gonna big me up This year no one's gonna hold me down Yeah, I'm the shit, yo word to my bowels I don't wear snapbacks, yo I wear crowns Price as rich if I wasn't this blick Price as big if I wasn't this proud Yeah, 8 years sittin' on top Yeah, I been there, done that, had that what 'Fore I did rap, had two, two jobs Hip-hop, Grime and then I went pop Trade your life for my life, let's swap Go clean in my dad's old shop with a mop Where a man knew if a guy was gettin' money on the ends When he used to wear Lyle & Scott Used to love hoes, now I want bae Used to want dough, now I want change Used to be wilder, now I'm more tame Used to be crazy, now I'm insane Yeah, I'm insane, yeah Talkin' to the mirror like, "How did I get this vain?" TBT '07 and 8 Me and Rich like how we gonna get this played I was like, mate, uh They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) So hear my spirit roar Roar free, in myself Through my melody Kill this thug, it's a felony I'll make sure you remember me I'll make sure you remember Yeah, uh, I think she in love with a married man I fell in love with a married chick Sometimes I drive to a random place Sometimes I'm scared of not havin' shit Sometimes I fear I might lose it all It's such a crazy world, law of averages I don't know how Drizzy manages I don't know how Jigga manages Nearly fell apart in the first year Didn't think that I can handle it Wu-Tang Clan, Gravel Pit Whip smelling like we sellin' cannabis Who in the fuck do they think they are? Hope they don't think I'm some any guy Hope they don't think I'ma let it slide I got every single line memorised Love letter to the city, city, city Love letter to my city Thank you for fuckin' with me I know the mayor, I know the nitties Lost some payings but I gained the masses Wrote my will before I made a classic Take a pill and let it change to magic Fuck whoever tryna hate on Patrick They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) So hear my spirit roar Roar free, in myself (roar free) Through my melody Kill this thug, it's a felony (it's a felony, it's a felony) I'll make sure you remember me I'll make sure you remember This is my Love letter to the city, city, city Love letter to my city Thank you for fuckin' with me Thank you for fuckin' with me We bring the stars out We bring the whole Geordie Shore cast out Got the mandem, up in Bizarre, wow I'm in Val d'Isère, I'm in France now I ain't even tryna gloat We the only black boys skiin' on slopes We the realest and the roach Ace boy with the carpet and the rope, uh They may not play this on the radio So I'm gonna make damn sure This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) So hear my spirit roar Roar free, in myself Through my melody Kill this thug, it's a felony I'll make sure you remember me, yeah (I'll make sure) I'll make sure you remember me Said you'll remember Always gon' remember, always gon' remember Climb new heights and I break new grounds Got a new crib and you can't come round This year haters gonna big me up This year no one's gonna hold me down Yeah, I'm the shit, yo word to my bowels I don't wear snapbacks, yo I wear crowns Price as rich if I wasn't this blick Price as big if I wasn't this proud, yeah

Him still a move weight cross the border Contraband by the loads And when the fiends pre order He doesn't ship by a boat Dem say him too out a order Disrespecting the Pope And dem a say this nuh call fa And it's about to explode (Accurate Immaculate) Hey, yo Eleven years in the game, an still a chop it Just pick the topic, me philosophic with the skill me dropping Me used to tour and never see no profit Now me fill and pack it, anywhere me go With scammers ticket scalping Kicking like Mbappé, my lyrics dem try fi copy Syllables microscopic delivered in fiber optics I'm killing it, try fi stop me Shift them like Ronaldinho Streaming like Sean Paul, dem feel like man a Latino The proof is in the pudding Just look at what we've been doing Start we own labels with artiste weh we producing Me, Chron, and Diggy undeniable, it's proven The shadow weh we cast so big it's hard to remove it Inspired a generation of artists, my presentation is flawless My resume is retarded, the said I blaze it the hardest Gong Zilla, Sizzla, Capleton and Stephen Marley is my inspiration Now the preservation is my target Gimmi the riddim a mek me dismantle it and trample it Producers dem a ask Zill what the sample is Me show dem what a lyrical example is Nuff a unnuh rhythming but you nah say nothing strong with it Big man still a sing about the gun dem weh them handling It's fucking embarrassing While the pedophile dem see the child dem and a strangle him And raper dem a traumatize all girl inna dem family, sickening I a play my part inna di music, put my heart inna di music From me start me never lose it, Kontraband this Every verse me write, me check Zilla if him approve it Smile on him face from the moment we done recouping Record sales moving, still cyaan' believe me still improving Yuh favorite lyricist's favorite lyricist Pyramid dem choosing Beats I'm abusing, left them bruising 'Til the next episode catch me cruising Him still a move weight cross the border Contraband by the loads And when the fiends pre order He doesn't ship by a boat Dem say him too out a order Disrespecting the Pope And dem a say this nuh call fa And it's about to explode

Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran I man say excuse me for a moment for aduction Fus one fi mi Muma but mi Pupa last son Like some fruits in due season a so Jr. Gong come And mi deh 'round dis ya music from mi small and mi young Mi use to play family man bass, knock Carly's drum And any question you can ask I man can answer mi son Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran Well Jr. Gong is coming up and doing well excellent Treat the people right you stand out predominant Loving don't cost not a farthing neither a cent But should you spend the money that a money well spent Anyway, bigging up jah jah, blowing breath like a vent Listen to the girls dem with angelic talent Chant Nyahbinghi, burning up the serpent Please we teach the youths them loving not violence And from you naw say loving we beg you keep silent I say loving loving not violence And from you naw say loving me beg you keep, Lord I said, look who is driving Ms. Daisy The whole world is getting so hazy The people they are getting so crazy The wonders they don't seem to amaze me It's been a long time the world's been waiting for this And them love Raggamuffin thru him style and tactics Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran I man say excuse me for a moment for aduction Fus one fi mi Muma but mi Pupa last son Like some fruits in due season a so Jr. Gong come And mi deh 'round dis ya music from mi small and mi young Mi use to play family man bass, knock Carly's drum And any question you can ask I man can answer mi son Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran It's been a long time the world's been waiting for this Well Jr. Gong him come again, him have some brand new... It's been a long time the world is waiting for this I man greet you with a smile or I man greet you with a kiss Them love Raggamuffin through him style and tactics Them love Ju Ju royal through him fun and gimmicks The love Mr. Marleycause him... Lord Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran, me tellin' you Me name Jr. Gong, me tellin' you Youngest veteran Ha

Yow me tell dem caution Wen yuh see lion pon patrol We nuh kin teet, yuh cudda be the richest also Wid yuh fortune, yuh money, yuh platinum an gold Yuh cyaa buy people life, yuh cyaa save people soul Slaughter, wen bwoy a stop di cash flow An a live comfortable while resentment a grow Yow a torture, di less fortunate a die slow How yuh fi reap wealth, wen a pure death yuh sow So di pauper, doesn't have a cash in him billfold An cyaa buy di knowledge weh di rich man own Nor look afta his family or his humble household Wahapen wen him get up and decide fi roll Wid di scorcha Real fiya torch, real fiya sparka Wen di fiya start Well not even wata weh quench wen di river dem flow Cudda out dis ya fiya wen it bun and start glow Well a wah dem wudda do if hungry belly stop fear An decide fi tek from all who nah share An one man pull up and kick off anywhere Cah hungry nuh business a who life a spare A wah dem wudda do if hunger keep conference An mek criminal and police tun fren And decide fi tek it from all who nah sen (Caution, caution, caution, caution) Yow me tell dem warning Listen up if yuh have ears to hear You nuh mek hungry belly tun unu inna gun engineer Man a trespass and man a overcome and get there Wen di dutty get tuff and everyting is despair Warning Talk up if yuh have mout fi talk An nah speak up on ghetto yute dem behalf Cah dem a play like a dummy and dem nah pay di staff An a mek di most noise, dem hear dem front door kickoff Warning Look out all who have eyes to see An still a play blin like injustice nuh real Memba hungry nuh hav mercy pon bakklefield Man will eat yuh food fasta dan ten Navy Seal So caution Have you white collar extortion Di dirty politican and yuh tricks dem a turn di yute dem inna orphan Smoke di cigar and a laugh an Since yuh smart ansa dis Yow Well a wah dem wudda do if hungry belly stop fear An decide fi tek from all who nah share An one man pull up and kick off anywhere Cah hungry nuh business a who life a spare A wah dem wudda do if hunger keep conference An mek criminal and police tun fren And decide fi tek it from all who nah sen (Caution, caution, caution, caution) Yow me tell dem action Always louder dan words An no school nah build outta di money transfer You too greedy, you wuddnt even lef a one third fi di needy Yuh bend up and gadda like herd Option, scarce wen it come on to job Man cyaa find nuh work till go road go rob You a try save face but it done gone bad It's a gamble dem lie fi raise dem living standard An its a sign dat unless you being kind One day you may find dat you cannot stop the crime You system designed that, stony is the hill dem cyaa climb Even if dem work a lifetime Dem cyaa gain no traction Cyaa find no satisfaction Election is just a distraction Write it inna caption Caution Warning to all Yuh tink hunger cyaa jump yuh wall Yow Well a wah dem wudda do if hungry belly stop fear An decide fi tek from all who nah share An one man pull up and kick off anywhere Cah hungry nuh business a who life a spare A wah dem wudda do if hunger keep conference An mek criminal and police tun fren And decide fi tek it from all who nah sen (Caution, caution, caution, caution)

Yes, give thanks and praise To the most high Jah Rastafari, you know Yeah, you know As I would say ya, you know The father is the strong hold for the oppressed And stronghold in the time of trouble, you know And those who put their trust in him Shall endure for iver, you know As I and I would say, you see Bless my eye this morning Jah sun is on the rise once again Way earthly things are going Any thing can happen, you see So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world You see, we've got to face the day Ju Ju, hoo we come what may We the street people talking, true, true We the people struggling, you see So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world Jr. Gong So much trouble, so much violence Nah say loving, better you keep silent So much trouble, so much violence Nah say loving, better you keep silent You got to face the day no matter the consequence World ain't getting better, ain't no improvement Everywhere you go that's another problem Work everyday still you can't find a cent Land lord on hunt cause you don't pay no rent No mother, no father, you are a lone parent Everyone all around such a bad temperament No chains round your feet still you can't free yourself Laws cause crime and violence, so much trouble in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world And all we've got to do Is give a little (give a little) Take a little (take a little) Give a little (give a little) One more time Yeah, yeah (give a little, take a little, give a little, give a little) So they sitting on their time bomb Now I know the time has come Telling you what goes on up is coming on down Goes around and comes around, yeah So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world Jr. Gong So much trouble, so much violence Nah say loving, better you keep silent So much trouble, so much violence Nah say loving, better you keep silent You've got to face the day no matter the consequence World ain't getting better, ain't no improvement Everywhere you go that's another problem Work everyday still you can't find a cent Land lord on hunt cause you don't pay no rent No mother, no father, you are a lone parent Everyone all around such a bad temperament No chains round your feet still you can't free yourself Laws cause crime and violence, so much trouble in the world Yeah yeah yeah So much trouble (in the world) in the world So much trouble (in the world) in the world

Ladies like the party better (yeah) I think these fellas like the party better (that's true) I think the ladies like the party better (yeah) Ladies (I think the fellas like party better, that's true) Fellas (I think the ladies like party better, yeah) (I think) I know (these fellas) some of (like the party) the (better) most Intelligent women in (I think the) the (ladies like) world Is (party better) listenin' right now (I think these) and (fellas like the) all the (party better) realest brothers as vibe (I-I-I) uh Get light with it Day party to midnight with it I sweat like if I hide, you hit it While the girls double dutch I double my digits Dice game pop, peace and one love to my niggas New York, New York All sorts of bosses, who walk the walk Look how long the blocks is Ruthless, close range they shoot shit Wall Street, racquetball, oysters, masseuses Bourgious-zee, the mood y'all be Then it's back to the hood where you knew I'd be Driver license and the face card, two IDs Get light off the rosé (uh) bottle we sip New shorty in my life, she my lottery pick And if the economy slips, she gon' ride with the kid City girl like J-T, M-I-A to the bridge Ladies like the party better (yeah) Get light (I think these fellas like the party better) Get light with it (I think the ladies like the party better, yeah) Get light (I think these fellas like the party better) Yo Hit-Boy, hold up (I-I-I-I) bring it back Yeah Get light with it Day party to midnight with it I sweat like if I hide, you hit it While the girls double dutch, I double my digits ATVs, quads with speed Doin' wheelies, black 'long-gone' sneaks Family first, a holiday feast, I constantly seek Moments like this is peace to say the least We used to play ball when girls watched, we played smoother I had to try to be light, Michael could be point shooter Couldn't be the loser, takin' Gatorade from the cooler Summer, Fall, Winter, New York girls smokin' hookah Grown ladies with Mercedes Benz keys and chimneys Friendly as little kids on 10-speeds Makes me want to have another seed I'm simply Gettin' light on the track Ripley's, believe It or not I'm still the cream on the crop I was just the tender age of eighteen on the charts Wasn't even dreamin' this far, believe who you are The sun doesn't even know it's a star Get light with it Day party to midnight with it I sweat like if I hide, you hit it While the girls double dutch, I double my digits Dice game pop, peace to my hustlin' niggas New York, New York All sorts of bosses, who walk the walk Look how long the blocks is Ruthless, long range they shoot shit And party, and bullshit And party, and bullshit And party, and bullshit And party, and party And party, and bullshit And party, and bullshit And party, and bullshit And party I think the fellas like the party I think these fellas like the party

Too many changes, you changed from your greatness Become a byproduct of yourself all for the paper regardless The markets see you as a old-ass artist The McCartneys live past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest Stay on your path, stay on your craft They just want you to switch your lanes up So they can hate on your ass What's in a name? What's in a name? Suffering and pain Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, king's grace I came in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing 'Cause I seen the greats do it with a great queen What these kings have in common? They had women who solid Malcolm needed Betty, I met some queens who wasn't ready They envy the unhappiness of the greats They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so they searchin' for ways To feel what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was dealt A Vandross, here's the cure, the antidote A thousand milligrams, make sure you don't overdose Turned to a businessman, used to serve 'em in the cold Cold game, don't get exposed, stories get told You glamorize the game, it ain't a glorious road Rest in peace Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't mean shit The cure, love all the allure Donuts rotten, the phone tapped, tappin' in with Lord Roll the credits Cuban link QB chain belong in the MOMA So boomerang, you salute my 27 summers Rolls-Royce Brigade just 'cause it go with the moment Pac's on the chain, got his medallion, I won't Insinuate imitation 'cause I copied his stomach Kings honor kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit Steak tartare bloody, mercury levels from raw fish Sushi for lunch, waiter at the table, the cork twist I'm studied like a book by many They give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley White chick like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga On my Rick James behavior Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven already Life's simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through that shit Still goin' deeper like I grew a new inch on my dick We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our problems My moms cooked food, but some of my niggas was starving And whatever they was down to do, I was with 'em regardless Turns out I was hungry and was hittin' the hardest The scissor was sharper, my predictions was on it No fortune teller, just going off regular signs Niggas often tell you they moves Without a word, just reading they mind Wasn't needin' no nine Corner executive born in ghetto hell Where metal yell especially over necklaces Life lessons is karma Whatever you dish out come back as blessings or to haunt ya Could miss your kids and hit your grandkids for your dishonor That's generational curses, they said they want the old Nas back Play the Clue tapes for old verses Messin' my homies' lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up Like they wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched Can I get a witness? Can I get a witness? I need a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on some Bridge shit Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some Bridge shit (Yeah) Like MC Shan and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit Yeah Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge shit Shooter live on Kings live forever Yeah We go through a lot And nobody wanna hear about what we go through And that's cool too Every man go through the same Mondays and Fridays Same sun, moon, and stars It's just how you stand like a man