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Wee Jack was a lazy boy and this he didn't deny,
Whenever there was work to do, suddenly Jack was nowhere by.
His father called him "Lazy Jack", be
of money.

Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist, 
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession 
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
Master Jack

You took a colored ribbon from out of the sky
And taught me how to use it as the years went by
To tie up all your problems and make them
of him and less cared for his fate.
And he knew no peace of mind when his trial was comin' by
The judge said, "you are guilty you must die."

Bb f
But paul
to the Frozen Beef Pies at BONEY'S MARKET. (Others say he was just a, just a) Still others say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy Italian
'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said no

1993 creation for steps of born leezys
Wrote rhymes in class, bored by teachers
jewels are snatched
Brothers are caught in the cross fire without no caps
And on my way out, I heard a sucker scream and shout
"Niggas, Niggas", yea,
pop trunks 
Hoes are slapped, jewels are snatched 
Brothers are caught in the cross fire without no caps 
And on my way out, I heard a sucker scream
On Mardi Gras day the Tennessee kid
Awoke in a puddle
Of his own worst fears
Haunted by the ghost
Of vague remembrance
No corporeal beast he could
true player way
I can't get it out of my mind
I think about the girl all the time

East side to the west side
Pushing phat rides, it's no surprise
She
ain't exact
For the past four or five she was banned by the pack
Hip to the witness, putting on a plan
No money, no more Puddy Tat for the man
Jack
the whole click shawty
I'm just a young nigga tryin' to get rich shawty

I'm a pimp shawty plus I'm from the M shawty
And all these other rappers don't
played
No knockin' boots till she's 14K'd

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back,
an entrepreneur, that stepped in manure
Man I'm newer than a Jack I went up the hill with Jill
And Jack Jill's big bootay
We did the booty up, I told the Bitch she
breath

[Chorus]

[Nas]
Gimme Sade's mystique, she gotta know her way in the streets
Like Billie Holiday in Harlem
Body from Ketoi Johnson and Kenya
mystique, she gotta know her way in the streets
Like Billie Holiday in Harlem body from Ketoi Johnson
And Kenya Moore and Apple Bottoms Maya Angelou's brain
Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight 
Oh lord what a hell of a fight 
You can take all the heavyweights you got (Cause you got!) 
You got
(dear lord) 

I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!) 

I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar! 

By two o'clock,
Stole The Soul?
(Listen) but ninety two bring
An attitude
That say I don't give a
Fuck
About the old way
This is a new day
Tell Jack stay in
He stopped by the other day
Said he came to say he was leavin'
She just closed the door,let out a sigh
No more tears to cry
Now he's gone

No
south my wrist stay below freezin
Down south my niggas brag for no reason

[Lil' Flip]
In down south everybody shop in the galeria
I don't care about
starts to twitch
And Ant looks at me like, "What's up with this bitch?"
I can tell by the stains and the way she complains
That pills ain't to blame
me on my cell phone
just to ask me how many heffers did Swel done
No comment, the mo' questions the less answers
And some of you thugs win Awards for..
the other day
An old old lady came my way
She said, "I'll be glad when you 'come 18
I'm gonna give you a funkin' like you ain't never seen!"
I said,
the cross fire without no caps
And on my way out, I heard a sucker scream and shout
Niggas, niggas, yea, cold turn the party out

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