Jet Lag

1: Lyricks] Major impact Y.O.X. moving I made your head crack We all over the place My new name is now "when'd you get back?" JL don't stand for John Lee It's short for Jet Lag Bag weigh 'bout 60 pounds Old clothes, man I left that Fuck an uber Mark in a Buick back where we left at Grab a couple drinks in Flushing then rush down to LeFrak I don't care when the next at As long as they take care of the team With couple green bottles some weed and the check fat Underground king, money coming in like I'm Bun B You're doing your thing when you see 4 seasons in one week You know you on a streak when the rest weak But you keep killing Shot a video last week in the streets of East Village Scold youngin', he ain't lowered the blunt as the cops passed The "I don't give a fuck" mental' will only get you caught fast You have be on point especially when you rock the YOX mask Represent that next level shit, you must have forgot that I'm the moment they finally show you the monster's face You're not gonna want to miss this This is neither the time or the place for convincing This is win-win's Reinventing the methods we been did Been this since Clicking ink in the Kid Pix and getting my shit kicked For sticking middle fingers up at the big kids Fuck a lesson I wasn't meant to be nothing but upper level Everything thing uppin' the level of thinking ever since "Seven Rings" Never predicted Surviving in any conditions An ox can roam around and keep going for any distance So YOX can go on tour and then tour again in a blink And make an album in the winter then tour again 'til its Christmas This is what you wanted right? That 9-5 sound And you astounded Cuz now you found some guys who finally done it right We got a name that you'll be hearing a lot Now welcome to the decade of the Year Of The Ox Yo People gonna talk, I don't care so I let em carry on We bout to be in the air, me and J are carrying a carry on Drinking a perrier reclinin' the chair and we already off Why's your hand in the air? Cause I need a beer and a Evian Your attitude gets shifted when your altitude gets lifted They ain't mad at you cause you're gifted They just mad they haven't did shit It's a different kind of high while they shoutin' lines as you kick it And its a different type of fly when You know your rhymes bought the ticket STAY FLYING International demand for the YOX Landed in Canada still got Hawaiian sand in my socks Still got 'em standing in shock Still can't manage to walk A still picture couldn't capture just how bananas it got About as nutty as Buddy Love from the Nutty Professor was Without a fuck to give about the damage it brought And without a fuck to give about what anyone knows Things are going where we said it would go IT'S Y O X