Lyrical Breakdown of Jellysickle - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Hey, all you haters, stop

Man, this be this, what?

Rick rocker, T9, E-40, jellysickle, y'all

They hate it when you bubble

See 'em in they huddles always making trouble

What, who? Jealous fellas, man

Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don't like me

Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy

I'ma star so I'm in with the belly pistol

That's 'cause the haters be sucking on jellysickles

That mean the cycle of jealousy's real thick, man

I'm feeling, it's 'bout to pop off real quick, man

But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me

'Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my minske

Never tempt me the grench, so you better never

Let another knell, 'nother fella come against me

Off in Missouri it's jellysickle city jealousy

Watching and it aint the right stare, nightmares

Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair

They hate it when I do that right there, yeah

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch

Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue

Keep a real pimp game up out your mouth

If I get on your line and dump two on your spine

Like it a 80's drought, I'm about that Valley Jo

Po Po, be throwing tantrums, 'cause I live up on a hill

With a view on a acre in a big white who white mansion

I be all up in the dirty, where they cook them fried turkeys

Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall

You want that fast quota, I want that slow nickle

Everything I got, I worked for, so quit hating on me, nigga

Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon

Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon

From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers

Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of hubba

Every time, I look around, every time I look around

Somebody done bit my style, wanna smile in my face

And take my place, hate but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow

I'm lit like a candle and they hating 'cause I'm hot like a left sink handle

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch

Jellysickle, look at how that jelly trickles

Down his elbows and you can smell those

Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose

During his jail pulls and knocked him out of his shell toes

When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles

Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple

I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree

Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me

At the BET awards, chilling with the federation

Never forget the woman at the door giving

Away the shoes didn't really want me to have 'em, man

I had a ticket, I had to grab 'em

Come to find out I was in a rhyme battle

A couple years ago, here's the blow

'Cause I rake up dough, she was one of the women

I left behind up at the wake up show

Congratulate me 'cause I'm a go getta

For sho' hitta, E-40 and Nina, some flow spitter's

But that don't mean you gotta hate

Jealousy's a sickness take another lick, mitch

You actin' like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

To much will make you sick, you acting like a trick, biatch

Take a lick of this, what? Jellysickle sickness

Jellysickle sickness, you acting like a trick, biatch