I got love for the D, the hood is my affliction
Getting money, fucking hoes, would be my addiction
I don't give a fuck, I'm a walking contradiction
These niggas say they real but in they rhymes they writing fiction
I smoke another blunt as I'm staring down the rifle
Flow like Heaven, spit verses like Bibles
I walk around this bitch like I'm a thousand feet tall
Poppa Bear flow, all you rappers getting mauled
Jay F. Tae, it's still D4 nigga
My money too tall, I can't see yours nigga
I'm a pioneer, you a ole sheep ass nigga
Best in my division, too elite my nigga
Smoking on that strong that we call that Ryback
I'd love to eat her pussy but I don't do no wisecracks
Still calling plays, Brett Favre, I'm the quarterback
If that nigga dead then it's only 'cause I ordered that
Shoot ya ass a million times, dance on ya grave
Flexing on these niggas like I'm taking gamma rays
Riding in the Phantom, ghost-riding the whip
Got the Mac-11 attached firmly to my hip
All my niggas got that work that I call that Betty White
I rap euphoric, spit adrenaline every time I touch the mic
I'm the shit, you are nothing so no, we're not alike
Yo' bitch so dumb she ride my dick when I tell her take a hike
I'm a Eastside nigga, won't forget where I came from
I'm schizophrenic crazy so I give yo' hoe insane cum
If you bang, nigga bang
Human Torch, I'm throwing flames
Night of the living dead, I'm just looking for that brain
Got no fear, no Ichabod Crane
Chevy sitting on 6's, nigga gripping the grain
I am the only fire that can also make it rain
And I will kill any beat I just so happen to obtain
Something otherworldly, bitch I am Olympian
Weed stays stronger than the hair that's on Nigerians
Hotter than a Demon, I'm the hottest in the region
With a bad foreign chick that might be mixed with Indonesian
It's Jay F. Tae, the F is for ferocious
Flow is nasty like a hooker, flow is straight up just atrocious
Light another blunt while I'm sipping on that Sprite
Feed me rappers, feed me beats, both soothe my appetite
Real street nigga, I be rocking with the asphalt
While you pulling in the bank, I'm laughing to a cash vault
Bitch stop playing, I'm flyer than a visa
You pussy ass niggas, hope you catch gonorrhea
I'm the shit like diarrhea, I will stripe ya like a zebra
Wrath of the Titans, welcome to my new arena
Fresh clothes, long dreads and a couple tattoos
I want that white man money, bitch I'm talking Tom Cruise
Dressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we do
Floss but have caution when we collide with other crews
Famous 'cause we program
Worldwide, let 'em recognize from Long Beach to Rose Grands
Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam
It's Eastside so you know that Jay will bow down to no man
Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of the D
From 3-1-3 to Chi-Town
I'm from the 6, you better back down
Detroit is where they put they mack down, give me love