Cunning, Baffling, Powerful

I'm Not The One

Crazy
You misfits best split. I’m throwin a fit. I’ll start throwin misfits off Montgomery Clifts.
I’m night ridin, yo my homie’s got a whole fleet of Kits.
I’m dark web, day trading. All your coin be in bits.
I made my mark demonstrating over beats like this.
Your only mark is hesitation like you slittin your writsts.
Might have to run from the Jakes so my pants aint sagging
I’m C note’n steam boat’n like I’m Ricky the Dragon
I do the bicycle boogie like fuckin Cru Jones in Rad and
Blaze past mother fuckers like I’m Beast mode in Madden.
You best respect Jones like he General Patton
I eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast. Shooter McGavin
Run it back. Rock the Le’Veon Bells. 
I grew this sound in my garden like I’m Chris Cornell
I’ll fuckin glue your lips shut. It aint’ hard to tell.
You ain’t no Big Apple nigga. Dude your getting a Dell.
I’m like leaky pipes. You fuckin drips can’t ignore me.
I’ve go so many stripes they should call me E40. 
And you, you muff punts cause your hands don’t work right.
I’m Jones. I punt muffs through the god damned uprights.
They say I’m crazy. I’m out of my mind. 
I don’t give a fuck. I’ll say Beetlejuice three times. 

Fuck a fryin pan. I stay in the fire. Pull my teeth out with plier.
My whole crew full of scrubs and criers. 
I mean, thugs and liars. When we Mack like Pryor
We show up empty handed and leave here with your rims and tires.
I’m on that show up uninvited to your birthday shit.
I’m on that loan me five I’ll pay you back on Thursday shit..
Passing bad checks and shit down at QuickChek and shit
I cheat the game like fuckin Billy Belichick and shit.
You see that Tech? Oh shit! Best hit the deck or split.
You know what’s next and shit.
Protect your fuckin necks and shit.
I can’t front like it aint hard in these skreets.
Craigslist missed connections: my ends don’t meet.
I’m talking cheese sandwiches. One slice no meat.
Long hours. Short pay. Sore backs and feet.
So if you see Jones rolling in a Benz, man.
It’s probably my friends, man.
I ain’t got them kind of ends man.

Crazy

The Drive

Jones The SP. Jersey born and raised, residing in the Bay Area of California.

Jones the Spit Prick