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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #6,274
Peak in subgenre #578
Author
J.Nealy
Rights
Piromania/5th Symphony Entertainment
Uploaded
March 25, 2005
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
My man Kelvin was saying how he liked the new tracks I'm making now, but it was just some serious shit that we were producing using classical music. Plus the lyrics were a little more street/raw. Though I've progressed since then. Now I can focus more on the content. This is exactly what he asked for the old Japiro re-invented.
Lyrics
Artist: Japiro
Album: True Veteran
Song: Protect This
Verse # 1
Listen; let me tell you what I do to protect this
The flow stay hot like the sun out in Texas
Ain’t got a Lexus, but I ride in the Killa Cam
Leave a nigga spinning like the blades on a ceiling fan
Look at your man he’s just riding off your meal ticket
You need to run wit’ Japiro cause that’s the real ticket
Cause I’m a trill nigga, thousand-dollar bill nigga,
You keep your ear to the street, but you ain’t real nigga
How can I build wit’ cha’, I ain’t trying to chill wit’ cha’
I’m like Real TV you’re just a still picture
So tell your sister I’ll be over by 10:00
It’s your boy Japiro and my rims don’t spin
We handle ours like grown men get in and get out
Whether it’s cars or broads or a club in your town
I’m just trying to take the crown cause ya’ll niggas be talking reckless
And I’m a tell ya’ll niggas what I do to protect this
Verse # 2
What up Feedy, yeah I keep allot of beats for myself
Schoolyard and The 5th’s the only niggas that help
Some people think I’m stuck on myself when I was just planning
To pull up in a phantom with the doors that open backwards (suicide)
These rat bastards ain’t got a clue who I’m getting at
Talking all greasy, like I ain’t gon’ to rip a track
If I don’t sign with Jay I’m out for Kevin & Lyhor
Or got to Interscope with my body strapped with C4
Feel the rush, scandalous
The more Grey Goose I drink, my eyes start to blink
Ya’ll niggas be wearing minks, give me a blazer and a button up
Kill a nigga now, that’s the only way that I’m shutting up
I really into trucks, but I’m a copp a Yukon
With the back seat large enough to be a Futon
And I just wrote a new song for niggas talking wreckless
And I’m a tell you what I do to protect this
Verse # 3
I police myself, so I don’t need no security
Fresh kicks and clothes, I ain’t really into jewelry
Bitch niggas ain’t new to me I see em’ all the time
So if I put em’ in this song, I’d be wasting my time
Signed or signed niggas don’t want it with P
Drop an album in a week, got the call from Zeeke
It ain’t over for M.E.P we’re Making Everything Possible
Piro Making The Band, homie that wouldn’t be logical
When I was in the hospital, I thought about this label thing
Me and my man Gotti be talking bout’ how we gon’ change the game
Niggas just love to bang in the City of B-More
No 8 Mile Roads, just blocks and detours
Baby I’m trying to see more got plans at stake
Took my style and revamped it got some classic Jay
I did it my way, for all of ya’ll niggas that’s talking wreckless
And I’m a tell you what I do to protect this -
