Havoc
Fakin’ Jax
[Intro: Pete Rock]
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, uh!
Check it out
InI is in the house
Rob-O, Grap Luva, Ras, Marco Polo
With the P.R
To all y'all fake ass thugs out there
Talkin' 'bout you got this and you got that
And you gon' murder this one and murder that one
Talkin' all that bullshit!
I'mma put to you like this, yo
Check it out

[Verse 1: Pete Rock]
As I commence lyrical content, now bust the grammar
N***as tryin' to make me flip out like David Banner
Bustin' out the garments, slammin' shit like Onyx
When I'm vexed, I flex and turn green like the chronic
When I bug out, you bound to get snuffed out for frontin'
Busy deceivin', achievin' nothin'
If you can't walk the walk, don't talk the talk!
It's Pete Rock and InI comin' straight from New York
Now, all the set-ups you thought you stepped up to get your rep up (What?)
The joke's on you, Jack (True dat, word)
'Cause when I came through the door, my mind was thinkin all out war
I'mma settle the score, once and for all
Ain't no time for fakin' jax when it's time for makin' stacks
I'm droppin' bombs like acts in The Bible with my recital
So recline like a passenger seat, son, relax
As I take you to the max, homeboy, you fakin' jid-ax
[Hook x4]
Ain't no time for fakin' jax, stop fakin' jax!
Brothers that/who fake jax get laid on they back

[Verse 2: Rob-O]
Yeah, check it!
You never succeed or progress
Searchin' for peace through material objects
You go to extremes in the process
Accuse others, when it's you showin' your true colors
Busy sellin' your dreams, but all your C.R.E.A.M
Contributes to your lack of self-esteem
So it would seem, 'cause every day of the week, you act different
You see your peoples, you speak, your eyes shifted
Frontin' what? Son, you love to perform
But when the crowd's gone, word is bond, you get your merc on
Is this the real definition of what a snake is?
Y'all should've been politicians, that's where the cake is
But it didn't work with the fake-ass smirk
See, the meek shall inherit the earth, for what it's worth, uh!
Turn around, yo, you backwards
You know what the facts is — you fakin' jax, kid!

[Hook x4]
Ain't no time for fakin' jax, stop fakin' jax!
Brothers that/who fake jax get laid on they back
[Verse 3: I Love H.I.M.]
Yo, blood, your worth is lead
If you can't bring home the cake to get the youths fed
We used to harvest, now it's work instead
So, to get ahead to hit the nail on the head, it's hard work
'Cause America jerks, takin' tax and perks out the check
So father sweats from workin' for the next, just to connect
So man, listen, a comfortable position's what I'm after
So all the while, I'm preparin' myself to meet the master

[Verse 4: Grap Luva]
Check it!
So we suggest you put a F on your chest
A wolf in sheep's clothing's what describes you best
Nevertheless, I roast your ass like chestnuts
I got guts, plus cuts from Pete Rock, and it don't stop
The ghetto math's in your grill
If you lack the will to step up, then please chill
On the real, real brothers got each others' backs
While all these phony n***as keep on fakin' the jax
It's like that!

[Hook x4]
Ain't no time for fakin' jax, stop fakin' jax!
Brothers that fake jax get laid on they back