Song: Snoozin
Artist:  Bee Jewell
Year: 2012
Viewed: 65 - Published at: 9 years ago

[Intro]
Yea yea, Its ya boy Bee Jewell
Uh Huh, rock wit me 313, and RO
Uh Huh, You already know what it is
I'm 'bout to go in on this beat right here
JEWELL

[Verse1]

They sleeping on the Jewellsta I'm the diamond in the dirt
Got my own unique style ridicule don't hurt
But don't you get ridiculous
'Cause I spit these crazy lines that will get me checked in for mental sickness
Move with the quickness 'cause you know time is business
And if yo business ain't on time you gets evicted
I ain't a land owner
But all my lines all together gonna feel like a dropped an acre of land on her
Past the porter in the building I have entered
You can chill with Bee Jewell sure your in, turd
But if you get lost then you get interred
In a crowd full of haters they face green as alligators
'Cause they sick of the kid
I spit these lines make 'em wanna quit and just surrender the gig
Loot over dummies man we doing it big
Coming at them from every angles
They friends don't co-sign/cos dog you need to get equipped with your trig
[Chorus]
They need to wake up to Bee Jewell I'm making noise they snoozin'
They just snoozin' on the kid
They need to wake up to Bee Jewell I'm making noise they sleepin'
They just sleepin' on the kid
They'll know whats going down when I stop speakin'
Sound is golden I'm outspoken

[Verse2]
Yea I speak with a power that stands over them like towers
Want to sleep on Bee Jewell, get woke up in the oddest hours
My words are cannibals, your words they straight devour
Got you looking real stupid to the point you might cower
After the bell rings you might catch me at Belle Isle
In my own lyrical class only one in my isle
Make your way to my bracket I'll make my way to a foul
And we can jump ball for my own lyrical crown
These scrubs think they cool but I stay putting 'em down
Even with gravity holding 'em they stuck up in the clouds
And if they in the clouds then I must be in the stars
And if they in the stars then I must be on mars
Got them weaklings running away like Lightyear McQueen in cars
But like Game say they wouldn't get far

[Chorus]
[Verse3]
You know I rep the 3-1-3 and the 2-4-8
Something like Chris I'm the dude everybody love to hate
Got hater for life engraved on they license plate
'Cause they gonna die hating, we real and they fake
Rap a hard game but they scared, they chicken rhyming
That's why they weak flow get ate up like chicken ramen
Then thrown up like vomit cuz they flow is best used by never
They couldn't make it rain in rain season, any weather
Nor if ever get the mind to think they better than Bee Jewell
They chicks is only after they cheddar
If you call her Minnie Mouse
Then they got many mice
Which is why they stay broke mean girls prep nice
You can test your luck bro you can go and roll the dice
But if you slip up, then you gonna have to pay the price

[Chorus]

( Bee Jewell )
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