When Slum Village emerged in the late 1990s, the highly regarded Detroit trio of T3, Baatin and Jay Dee made a startling ad-mission: their group was a liquid association with members coming and going during the group's evolution. True to their word, Slum Village has already gone through a number of line-up changes. Rapper-producer Jay Dee left after the group's first national album, 2000's Fantas-tic, vol. 2 (Barak) and rhymer Elzhi was added to the mix for 2002's Trinity: Past, Present and Future (Barak/Capitol). Now, with the release of Slum Village's new and best album, the stunningly impressive De-troit Deli (Barak/Capitol), the group con-sists of just T3 and Elzhi.
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Jealousy Lyrics
Slum Village
[All]
You know...if you make moves some people will envy
Say what's (what‘s) up with this jealousy
[Chorus]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy (one more time ya‘ll)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy (yes...yes...yes)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
[T3]
Yes ya'll (ya‘ll)
I love it when you hate
Now lets calculate, take it straight to straight
Take it, to your face or wherever you lay
Oh you say “You fake” And won't take shit to your face
See in the first place, you made a crucial mistake
My crew congregates just to aggravate
With plots to infiltrate and abbreviate
And if you think we out, shit we got rhythm for days
Take it to another phase with an extra stage
Havin' you feelin' the blaze of NWA
And if they ask you “Who you doin'” tell ‘em “that nigga Tres”
Yeah damn right I'm great, like the porno tapes
An ??? For ladies and collecting papes
To these jealous niggas let the ??? Made
??? Your man ain't got time for the fake
To those “J” niggas need to put ‘em away
[Chorus]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
[Baatin]
Spread the word, that nigga's hardcore
Envious Emcee, lyrics are *Cagore*
Rhythm up, cause I'm the real Jack Ripper (Uh-huh)
I call him Jack Trippin' Over (Uh-huh)
Who call himself passin' over tryin to provoke
The High Priest got you in my step-era
Impious niggas I don't trust
Started when emcees when the accurate-
Rackin' a nigga, step back causin' a crush
I'm good in this game, my mind left you in the dust-a