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Now she's flown away the town will never be the same
Oh oh

Mark/all:
Her eulogy read that
This is the home
Yeah yeah
Of Jessie James
A.K.A.
And just like James, I'll be drinking Irish tonight 
And the memory of his last work week will be gone forever
Evelyn I'm not coming home tonight!
If
can clap
Uh, Mr. James Poyser, was here as well
Uh I'd like to thank DJ Jazzy Jeff for popping by
I'd like to thank you at home of course
And I'd
the tears begin to flow
Cause I pass by every place we used to meet
And when I'm home alone
My friends call me on the phone
They all say that you will not
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
a fucking hit
Send a nigga home full clip,
traumatized by the whole trip
Boatload full of cocaina
Got some wolves 'round and some hyenas
Bought a AK like this
at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John,
at the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming of the door

I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said
homes
Nothing to do with their beds
It's just be-I-O-L-O-G-why
Can't you see
It's just biology
Biology-coming in between you and me
She said
His driver’s license said James he went by Jim
A gangster wanna be and baby that was him
He stole his uncle’s 44 last Friday night
Said if I wanted
a song for America,
Home of the red, white, and blue.
Land of Marilyn Monroe and James Dean,
Apple pie, baseball, and Shell gasoline,
And if you don't love
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
Eighth grade, standing my ground
Outweighed by at least 30 pounds
Oh, Willie T. James
Meanest boy in the school
Toe to toe outside of homeroom
Like
to hit that wid a leash ya'll 

I be the mic wrecker, 

Spinner One coming through wid the double decker 

Double pound in your crew Uhhh, 

Forced
pursuit is the proof
And representative of my Midwest roots
Coming home to roost with a great big bowl of the soul’s chicken noodle soup
You can call me
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
skin
And the music in my heart, and the words put in the wind
And the words put in the wind, coming back like a boomerang
When I take this microphone,
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
Hustlers, gangstas

[James "Stomp Down" Bailey]
Walk that walk, when you talk that talk
Get your scrilla, be a pimp about it when you on your hustle
Have
are now
Since "Can I Borrow a Dollar?" Ooh I'm a star now
I'm coming from Chi-town, we was the first to do it
Me, No I.D., Twilite Tone on the music
and shit went cool
Started talking bout they bitches and the boys got booed
Heart-broke packed up shit and headed for home
Then I spoked to Lil' James
you sober
Put your leg back on my shoulder
I'm a scrub like you
And plus one piece of ass'll just can never do
My new 75 wives's coming through
One
you sober
Put your leg back on my shoulder
I'm a scrub like you
And plus one piece of ass'll just can never do
My new 75 wives's coming through
One
on the radio, and it's disturbing you
Big Moe nigga that's my big dog, and my love ain't never gon withdrawal
So we clicked up coming to get why'all, my nigga