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60 Hours
02:06
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60 Hours
Verse 1
Wake up, wake up, I gotta go to work
I'm jumping' in the car while im puttin on my shirt
No collar on it, music on, so cover me
And I ain't Comin' out until everybody is lovely
I'm too focused, like Em on Recovery
Minus the fame, with a Lil more shrubbery
My workplace, I been living in there
Pinstripe suit, so I can fit in with the squares
I need a reason to believe, baby this is it
Day job was cool, but it will never get me rich
That get big quick scene has gone hit or miss
So I should go after my masters or get a bitch, right?
Yeah right, you got me twisted like licorice
Ima swing harder, even if you got a bigger fist
I fell a lot along the way, so what
Stop me, no luck
I'm hooked, tow truck
Bridge 1
Frustrations mounting, so I think it's bout to blow
They call me Mr J Burns, you already know
It's been 5 years and counting, and
Fans keep on shouting
Waitin for that beat to drop
So grab that mic and rock, just let it rock!
Verse 2
Let it rock, electric guitar
Crowd chanting "where the heck is a star?"
So the hecklers are, actin up, King, get a deck of these cards
An effortless par
smoke, throw the rest in the jar
Hit the stage, everybody anticipatin
Been some hatin, ladies pushing just to get to Jason
I gotta work in the morning so I say listen Satan
I ain't givin in, I'm rockin and I ain't missin nathan
Hit the brakes when, Im lookin for all eyes
Grown women, young kids. even tall guys
Short ladies, fat husbands, small wives
No limit on what I'm doin, just tall skies... Ahh
Caps on, suits off
No clockin' in, take your dress shows off
You out your mind if you think I can't beat em, meet em, all I need is, 60 hours of freedom
Bridge 2
To all my fans Im sorry, I promised I missed you too
I don't know why it took me so long just to get to you but
You've been patiently waiting, watching for what I will do
So I'm here, all in, no leavin'
All I needed was, 60 hours of freedom...
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What Am I
03:09
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What Am I
(Hook)
What Am I supposed to do, when I feel like I'm running out of time and the clocks tickin down on me?
Got a wife and a daughter and a full time job, and everybody's counting on me
Got no seconds for no games, people lookin at me strange, so at night Ima walk these streets
Aint a damn thing changed, ima still remain the same, Til they bury me, and rest in peace
(Verse 1)
Business is good, it could be better
love where im sittin', but damn nothins forever I,
promised my family that we would do this together
I wanted to be the leader but woke up as the professor now..
I'm here to teach, thats why I broke in this hook, and this life here it ain't as dope as it looks,
See there was, murder and mayhem dope and there's crook,
and these are the lessons im layin out im hopin you took
a couple of em, so just open ya book, and pick u a verse
Cuz even the best, they go through issues at first, I'm different it hurts, this hip hop is a gift and a curse,
they see my trail as im shiftin from first,
im pickin up speed, not hittin reverse
move out the way or go get u a nurse,
set up a funeral and pick u a hearse (homie) my bloods boiling' 110..
And I'm in the back gettin blunted again so tell me tell me tell me!
(Hook)
What Am I supposed to do, when I feel like I'm running out of time and the clocks tickin down on me?
Got a wife and a daughter and a full time job, and everybody's counting on me
Got no seconds for no games, people lookin at me strange, so at night Ima walk these streets
Aint a damn thing changed, ima still remain the same, Til they bury me, and rest in peace
(Verse 2)
Feel like I gave you everything that I had to,
now I gotta get past you, thats why I passed through
a phase where I felt like i was the best on the avenue
My attitude was fuck it, I don't care if I'm bashful
I can be bad too... Shit, I'll turn to an ass who is, allergic to makin music as simple as hatchoo
I am, that dude that be killin these tracks to,
keep my focus as bout as permanent as your tattoo, ooh
They really want it, they get crushed like a cashew,
the kill flow, turn ur shirt the color of Ragu,
a mad zoo, outkast, minus the badu, the big boys face, it was turning a tad blue,
huh is that true? How long in jail did his dad do?
Tryin to be a father now, I think that he's past due
Just let the interest grow
I heard the wise men once told him damn kid, you got tremendous flow, but dont pretend to know
cuz when your eyes widen up and the light hit the blue, it turns to indigo, yeah, and i swear to god I been down since
I stopped worrying about the dollars and I found sense
Uh, I swear to god I been down since
I stopped worrying about the dollars and I found sense..
What am I?
Who am I?
Where we goin... That's all that matters
60 hours
Stand up Portland
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Heatwave
(Hook)J Burns and J Marie
Hello, I'm back, good evening
I hope we bout to have a hell of a night
So relax, it's the weekend,
So put ya hands in the air and say yeahhh, say yeahh , say yeah,
Say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah , ah ah, say yeah...
(Verse 1)
I promise she will never get it Til she let's it go
I got her locked in, she next to go
I tell the deejay, turn up the decibal
And send a bottle to her, a little x and o
And Just deliver that, don't tell her who it's from
So when I try to play it off, she say "are u the one?"
Well pardon me, my name is Burns, do you gotta man?
And I don't know you, but I like you, would you like to dance
Under that blue sky, puerto rican sunsets,
Drinks with the umbrellas in em', you Havin fun yet?
Oh, you a gentleman? Well yeah, that's what she say..
It's not my fault, I'm back, I'm hotter than a heatwave...
A heatwave, a heatwave, I'm hotter than a heatwave..
(Hook)
Hello, I'm back, good evening
I hope we bout to have a hell of a night
So relax, it's the weekend,
So put ya hands in the air and say yeahhh, say yeahh , say yeah,
Say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah , ah ah, say yeah...
(Verse 2)
Hold up, Grab ur past, Let it go
sun dressed head to toe,
I hopped up quick like, we off to Mexico
no sittin in exit rows, we are on a private flight
so if I need a private dance, she gon make it right tonight..
Beachside margaritas, heatwave it's hard to beat us damn,
cuz every time we leave the country we get outta hand, taxin like uncle Sam, even if we see some fans, we naked out on the sand, she always know Im the man
drink up come down, don't open the letter
just let ur self fall back into the ocean of pleasure
It's Gettin hot in here, it's Gettin hot in here, yah, it's Gettin hot in here
It's Gettin hot in here, it's Gettin hot
In here, uh, its Gettin hot in here
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Mr. Franklin
04:37
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Spaceship
03:36
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West Coast Ode
02:55
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J Burns (GLMG) Portland, Oregon
J Burns is the type of hip hop artist who constantly pushes himself and those around him to create and innovate. Over the past 8 years, he’s mastered his lyrical versatility with the drive to succeed not only for himself, but for his family and those closest to him. ... more
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