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got em up open all over town
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much grounds, got game by the pound
Getting paid as a forty
Each and every day,
Yo, what's up?

This is G-Love coming at you live out here from California, 
Even though I'm Philly born and bred

And I got my man Jack Johnson
were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack
Jack Johnson in the studio today - we just got out of the surf

my man, Jack, tell 'em what time it is...



(uh, com 'on)



sweeping
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
want to be free
And open up my eyes
To the wonders that you see

See the airplane fly
See the trees rush by
Be brave and strong when you hurt yourself
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
were fillin' up the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin' you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts
the Mojave Desert... their voices echoing through the canyons of your minds (POO-AAH!)

"ETHELL, wanna get a cuppa cawfee?"

(Howard Johnson's! Howard
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
Johnson just got kicked out where he lived
I follow no man, cause man be phoney
My mind was playin' tricks on me
My mind was playin' tricks on me

Day
20 plus years of selling Johnson & Johnson
I started out as a baby face monster
No wonder there's diaper rash on my conscience
My teething ring was
Written by George Jones and Jack Ripley

Just a few of my favorite lies . . .

Lately I don't even miss her
Yes it's true, out of sight and out
Cause Jacks on the couch passed out with his mouth open
Led Zepplin, Stairway To Heaven
Stay in step cause anyone can have a weapon
Just like Chad,
echoing through the canyons of your minds 
"ethell, want to get a cuppa cawfee?" 
(howard johnson's! howard johnson's!
Howard johnson's! howard
The new jack swing's in effect and I'm rappin
I want to talk to your eardrums straight up
And give your mind a little time to wake up
Who says we have
VERSE 1 }
Deep in the mind that wide opens
Right here we stand alive, we live focused
We open-minded, still we die hopeless
With our pride
Deep in the mind that wide opens
Right here we stand alive, we live focused
We open-minded, still we die hopeless
With our pride broken and bullet
light up a sack
Last name "OFF" first name is "JACK"
You know the deal do
So grab the dildo
And let's do the damn thing
So I can tell my kin folks
The suns of man-sion, has been opened up
The door is open, yeah, yeah

It's like, beware of bio chips, I share hits
Harder than slave whips like
light up a sack
Last name "OFF" first name is "JACK"
You know the deal do
So grab the dildo
And let's do the damn thing
So I can tell my kin folks
suitcase, let me . . . open it.
I'm just a bit nervous you understand.
Open the suitcase.
This hasn't happened . . . too often.
Uh-huh, I see, how many . . .
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
You know what I'm sayin?
So what's the magic word?

Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse,