Thank You Songtext
von MC Jin

This feels good right here
I′m just happy to be here
I mean, I gotta take a moment to thank those that made a difference
Whether small or big
Damn, where should I start though?

First and foremost I gotta give praise
To the Lord above and His Almighty ways
Blessin' me with the gift to lift Spirits
And evoke emotions through these words every time you hear it
I got the lyrics and flow, I′m capable so
When I blow, just know this ones for April and Joe
Me and my little sister, we grateful you know
Wish I could see you more Eva at the rate that you grow


My favorite uncle Franky for opening ya door
When I ain't have a place to stay, I crashed on your floor
Taught me the basic survival tools
Auntie Cathy, every summer kept me in vacation Bible school
Mr Diskin for more than passin' grades
And my fourth grade teacher Mr Scott who passed away
Peep how I met Kamel, corner on the street
We goin to the top, lets do it for Shawna and Jaleek

In the beginnin′, no one was on Jins side folks
Bar and Amory, whoa bundy that′s a inside joke
Before bullshit friendships, synthetic for cream
Chilled with my wall click, Bryan, Cedric, and Jean

So when I moved to NY chose to invest in a few
One love to Patricia Ben and the rest of the crew
To be loved is a privilege, that's what I was told
A gem from my man LS more precious than gold
Infamous Joe lacin′ my tatt so sick
Fong, Yung Mac, and Ken down at ho yips
To dee waah chivon and the rest of the Deans
For believing in a young man obsessed with a dream
Allowin' me to write history create my own chapter
All original riders and the generation after
The double R staff my thanks worth a million
And the whole 30th floor at the Universal buildin′


You could never walk in my shoes or stand in my boots
Know how I came up, I'll never abandon my roots
Yeah, C-rayz, poison pen for sharing the stage
Shouts to Stronghold, Tone, and the rest of the plague
Ask big zoo, we ten steps ahead of ya
Vice versus, eye to eye, e-o dub regulars
My man J pure for bringin′ the heat right
And the rest of the poets, chillin under streetlights

Just keep the beats tight, shouts to the record spinners
Enuff, felli fell and all the heavy hitters
Kubichi K sly hold me down in LA
Might catch me flickin' it up with Von in the bay
Then its off to the wake up show with tech and sway
Or big nat and foot out in VA
Its damn near tradition to kick a freestyle
Anytime I'm with Eddie Francis out in Sea town

Cant forget home team as high as I be
Supa Cindy, Big Lip and DJ Irie
The club and mixtape DJs that break records
Cause thanks to them we′ve heard some great records
Shouts out to the technitians they get props
Feel free to holla, anytime you need drops
Bob Collina, the only one to call
Anytime ya boy Jin gota run in with the law

Bert Padell aka Big Babe Ruth
Got the brinks truck outside, lets get paid loot
6-4-6-6, the trips back and forth
From the studio to the crib, I′m never slackin' off
How bout Will, Spivey and of course Killa Kai
Boondo, Randy, Feron just a few of my
Close associates that I love to see
School me to the game like Joe Box and Brother E

Razor and Mario for all them times we rocked shows
To the rest of 176, Tato
Holla front dot com go register to day
Peter Jun, Rock, Lisa, Landy and J
Keepin′ me fresh, Ellis at the Barbershop
Coast to coast, lifestyles reppin' the r a lot
My man cartoon bringin′ the fresh sound
Cookie and Mag Ogs holdin' the west down

And of course Swizz Blocks, Carl, Climax
Far east movement, they got what ya minds lack
T dot, Montreal where I keep mass appeal
Romero, Baby Yu, RG and Neil
It pays to keep it real even more to be sincere
Thanks to B-E-T for jump startin′ my career
As for 106 who they askin' about
Free and AJ cant wait to see ya'll back on the couch

And MTV for givin′ advance warnings
John Singleton plus the chance at performin′
The source double xl rolling stone vibe
The truth, the lies, the layout in rides
For every write up forever in context
King magazine elle girl and complex
To all the producers for providin' the beats
Shouts to Neo, Tunehedz, Divine and Elite

JR, Wyclef, Kanye, can I rep
This is real hip-hop, be damned if I let
Ya′ll tell me otherwise cause we so live
This ones for 954 and 305
All the way to 718 and 212
And if you ever showed love this ones for you
But I gotta say thanks even those that hated
Cause, cause ya'll kept me motivated, uh-hoo

See, a lot of times, people don′t appreciate the love and support that they get
From their family and friends, haters and hoes that love too
, But not me, see, I never take none of that for granted
So I knew I had to take a moment, at least
To let ya'll know how I felt about it, come on

I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya′ll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya'll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya'll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank

′Cause without ya′ll, there is no me
And which I try to forget about you
I know when mixing is down
You're gonna do a really good job on it
I know I probably forgot a ton of people, brother
Don′t think that you ain't counted, you aren′t wanted
It's just that, there′s a lot going on right now
I got my outfit, a little bit of Hennessy left in my cup
And I ain't even really drink like that
I love ya'll, the rest is history baby

I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya′ll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya′ll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya'll
I gotta thank God, I wanna thank ya′ll