Nick Brewer Jet Li Lyrics

[Nick:]

Respect me but don’t forget me, yo

I come with the technique like say I’m Jet Li, yo

I just wanna bring out the vibe, they won’t let me, no

(Wait, hold up) They say they get me but they don’t get me though

They don’t understand me, but that’s handy

Sitting in my yard figuring a plan B

I can’t talk like the man of the moment

I ain’t standing on road with the man that I know

And I ain’t banging a chrome with the bally, I know

Like to say that I have an involvement with the man on the road

It’s no Biggie and 2Pac, I just wanna bring the truth back, let me do that

I don’t wanna spit a few raps, tryna talk like a don

I’ve been alone with my thoughts all along

See, I don’t know what you thought of the boy

And now I don’t know what you thought I was on

But give me a beat, I spit on the beat, I wanted to weep

And still I’m chilling like I sit on the beat

Familiar feat, I’m pretty discreet

It’s silly of me but really I mean

I know there’s something that you waited to see

[Nick:]

Respect me but don’t forget me, yo

I come with the technique like say I’m Jet Li, yo

I just wanna bring out the vibe, they won’t let me, no

(Wait, hold up) They say they get me but they don’t get me though

Respect me but don’t forget me, yo

I come with the technique like say I’m Jet Li, yo

I just wanna bring out the vibe, they won’t let me, no

(Wait, hold up) They say they get me but they don’t get me though

Sitting for a million minutes ready to get it

[Ghetts:]

Respect me

A nigga Bruce Lee for these Jet Lis

I’m like a room full of 1210s

Too many techniques

I’ve been on the mountain with shaolins

Man who have names you’d have problems pronouncing

Crouching tiger when I’m pouncing

Two on one, and still no matching me

Actually, that ain’t a match, that’s counseling

Don’t ask who I think the top ten spitters are

I be like number one, me

Two? Sorry, I got problems counting

Nowadays man are in off a freestyle

In my day, to meet the criteria

Freestyles, mixtapes, singles, albums

Buzz, workrate, it’s simple now, man

Light work for a man that likes work

Spitting for a million minutes ready to get it

Still got a million lyrics I never said

Metaphors for a million listens till you get em

You hear what I said fam? Mad ting

GH and Nick Brewer

Ah, you never knew I knew him cause he’s newer

But we was both underground in a sewer

[Nick:]

Respect me but don’t forget me, yo

I come with the technique like say I’m Jet Li, yo

I just wanna bring out the vibe, they won’t let me, no

(Wait, hold up) They say they get me but they don’t get me though

Respect me but don’t forget me, yo

I come with the technique like say I’m Jet Li, yo

I just wanna bring out the vibe, they won’t let me, no

(Wait, hold up) They say they get me but they don’t get me though

Oh, you get me though

Oh Lord, I’m a winner

Oh, you get me though

Oh Lord, I’m a winner

Sitting for a million minutes ready to get it

I ain’t ever really beginning, let alone finished

I do it till I did it

I do it how they didn’t wanna do it, now I live it

And man wanna drag me under the bars

Never that, I ain’t slipping

Oh Lord, I’m a winner

Oh Lord, I’m a winner

Oh Lord, I’m a winner

Oh Lord, I’m a winner