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The Sad Bag of Shaky Jake

Humble Pie

Slice of Humble Pie

1985

the streets, it's Shaky Jake

I keep on the run now
I travel by night
I don't need anyone
But someone, one day, somewhere's gonna see me right

Dig a hole

by the time her and Jake would sit down for dinner. She popped up off the floor without even thinking, got her balance, and took the stairs down toward

Da Day

Desiigner

New English

2016

shoot the Wraith, aye
4-5 pass shoot the Wraith, aye
You be talkin' shit like you the Jakes
Try to run, nigga, hit the gate, aye
Try to run, nigga,

lil' nigga
Middle finger to them jakes, lil' nigga
Rats die by them snakes, lil' nigga
Then I hit him with the hawk
By then, we flew off
I ain't afford

and run them bands up
In the position for winnin' go pick yo mans up
Swerve up in my lane and get yo head bussed
You see the Jake's just whistle for

talk to jakes

Yeah, run up in his place, I'm like wheres the fucking cake
You know shorty be romantic, I aint talkin bout a date
Man I bought my drip

Shootouts

Nas

It Was Written

1996

niggas through my project maze
That cop, he got a death wish
He run behind niggas until you breathless
Everyday he makin' ten arrests, shit
My nigga,

Hop in the field where its real we been cramming
40 shells ringing bells leaving damage
Park the whip its a drill we been splashing
Shake the jakes

got sold out dates
(sold out)
(sold out)

Pump ya breaks
Middle finger to the Jakes
(Middle finger to the Jakes)

Pump ya breaks
We in different states

Uh... Chasing these Dreams, by any means
Southside Raleigh where cops cuff you like Jeans
They hate what's in our genes, hate to see us with some

come and see Jake take
His brains blow it out bleeding great
Time to analyze my rhymes from their keeping place
I'm keeping the pace when I run for hours

all the dough like a bakery
You fakin', ain't with all the fakery
You look like a jake or a snake to me
Yeah
Takin' off
Light up the pack and I'm takin'

down, 

High speed chase ona jake’s now it’s flight time


Trap nigga street nigga run my city like a four wheeler I’m dumb strap guns clap hit ya Ass

with money by the grand to expand

Downtown living in my city keep your eyes on the jakes and snakes
Their looking gritty short rounds bursting with no

Run fast gotta get to the hundos, Run fast gotta get to the hundos
Run fast gotta get to the hundos, Run fast gotta get to the hundos
Run fast gotta

Run

Wu-Tang Clan

Disciples of the 36 Chambers: Chapter 1

2004

legit though, run for the gusto
Peep Marcel and Brown comin' around dippin' the logo
Run! if you ever got somethin' on you son
You best a run, be off

no chorus
No space in my brain for mistakes
It's no storage
Some people run away from the truth
I run towards it
I could lose, yeah, that's

on me, yeah boy, I ain't fuckin' with no Jake
You too sweet, you a cookie, yeah
You can get baked
Run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it, run it

the jakes
Know they plotting when they see these diamonds in my chain
So brave, no I'm not afraid
Wanna run up on me you can get it either way
Since I was

always come and find you he's
Tall, Tall Jake

He's always watching you
He gets into your head
At night when you're asleep
He watches by your bed
And then

at his best

God I love the Circus
Where Jake runs the big steel
Eight arms of whirlin', twirlin', hurlin' the girls
To get the big squeal
Now Jake, Steel

civil lil' b*****s like Cybil Shepherd
We freezing 'em with weapons like Duncan in Double Dribble
Brittle plate of vittles, get your body broke
Jake

Aye where you at barney
Yea dodging jakes feel like forest too many snakes
Too many niggas wanna take what I made
Shoot out the window we blow out

the fifth amendment on a nigga
When you questioned in the room by them jakes
But now these niggas fake, that's why I keep a K
I was taught that I should never