The intro to my mixtape... just a reminder to all my fans and all the people who know me exactly why they came to support me in the first place... no holds barred, free for all spitting. Vote hot!!!
We call ourselves "FORT REP" in memory of our fallen friend Teddy Rich... FORT REP stands for "FOR TEDDY WE REP" ... his initials are in the center of the two words because we want people to know that he was the root of the group and he will remain centered in our thoughts and hearts. He will never be forgotten as long as FORT REP is around.
Story behind the song
The intro to my mixtape... just a reminder to all my fans and all the people who know me exactly why they came to support me in the first place... no holds barred, free for all spitting.
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Ay its the kid Plain Jayne, you know theres none hotter
Cuz my flow has more flavor than a Wonka gobstopper
They're paying me top-dollar just to hear my spit
Got label-heads up in the septic tank to see my shit
I say what I think and niggaz know it is what it is
I spit bullets like barbecue sauce, I make them stick to your ribs
I'll throw you a curve
I know my flows invading your nerves
Because i'm sick with every sentence, every line, every verb
I'll leave you disturbed
I'm fresh and niggaz know i'm the best
Who is the illest chick around, these niggaz don't even guess
They know it is I...
Plain Jayne, they know who i am
Cause everytime i spit a verse i leave these niggaz like "damn"
You don't understand
Everytime i'm aimin' i mark
If i was rapping 106 i'd be up off of the park
Verse 2:
I'm off of the top
These niggaz know i'm off the meter
Someone find a thermostat because i'm off the heater
Off the frame
They know i'm off the chain
Because my verse is hot and fire when its off the brain
Please!... I could spit for months, years if I feel like
Drop another album just to feel what the skrill like
Even though i'm hot these niggaz sleep on the flow
I laugh loud until they realize they slept on the dough
I'm coming with mo'
I'm hot until i run out of steam
Which will happen when the Sandman has run out of dreams, i'm ill
Verse 3:
And the chain is so icy due
I'm so sick they store my verses in the ICU
And i-see-you
You hating, nigga, rest ya soul
The crews got more ice than an Eskimo
Fa Real!--- I'm wasting time, i let the dough just stack
Welcome to the album. tell your people Jayne is back
Again... I'm wasting time, I let the dough just stack
Welcome to the album, tell your people Jayne is back
Repeat... I'm wasting time, I let the dough just stack
Welcome to the album, tell your people Jayne is back
I'm Back! (echoes)
