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Artists:

The Jacka


Albums:

Thats the Way I Like It (Offer Nissim) · The Jacka (The Jacka) · Have You Fed the Fish? (Badly Drawn Boy) · Crook by da Book: The Fed Story (Project Pat) · Crook by da Book: The Fed Story [Clean] (Three 6 Mafia) · Texas Fed, Texas Bred: Redefining Country Music, Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Micron Music Presents: Every Mouth Must Be Fed (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Have You Fed the Fish? (Badly Drawn Boy) · Fed Up (Dogs) · Fed Up (DJ Cover This) – and 60 other albums »


your Bell Air home

Saw your last interview
You've better things to do
And now that you're gone
I'll always be with you
Well, you say I'm to blame
your Bell Air home

Saw your last interview
You've better things to do
And now that you're gone
I'll always be with you
Well, you say I'm to blame
[Jacka]
You know these whodies be askin'
Uni Mack 10
Can I be your bitch [can I be your bitch]
Naw, you can be my ho
I put you on a track
dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit
For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels

[Verse 2: Fed X]
Put your guns up gather
breathing
A trick I had played
To scare the living
She laughs at my game
Questions if I'm sane
And all we can do is grin

Look see the story
What
newer Benz
I went from JT the Bigga Figga to Biggie
We all make mistakes look what happened to me and 50
Record my demo, something that I wish I could do
Happiness hit me on the first day that we met
She was sitting in my kitchen with a face I can't forget
She was looking my direction and calling
Pistol whip abuse you, that's what the loot do, killa salute you
The feeling's mutual, a quarter million on the kitchen floor
One nigga breakin down
with a line
Forget about the pretty girl, a Saranac will do just fine
A pint of beer and a shot of Jack...a pack of Camel Lights
Some days don't see
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where
Tuition is handled by some random n**** that live in Atlanta
That
All my exes live in Texas like I’m George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where
Tuition is handled by some random n**** that live in Atlanta
That
diggity) Part two of our interview leads to the music
What makes you choose it and do you abuse it?

[Sadat X]
I see moves ahead by three days, I have no
trunk exposed
Swishahouse baby that's my crew roll wit us or you'll get ran through
We loved by few and still true let me tell yall jus wat it do
a reservation, best accommodations
We get the word, they never heard
We were comin' by at all
See what they can do for me
Only got one room free
Little bit
Had 12 stuck to my chest in the field with the Colt
Andrew Luck with it
We had the rock, hit the block like what's up with it
Jay was in the Z, my
wear it if it's in the mall
Seen it on the blog
These motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent
You can tell by the font
I do what I want
Wake up when
Daddy was a soldier he taught me about freedom 
Peace and all the great things that we take
Advantage of 
Once I fed the homeless, I'll never
The heat is on what's my next move 

do I stick with the score  or ? with the door 

feds got the drop  in the back 

of the uhaul  snipers on the roof
That's all right, I was desperate, too
I'm getting pretty sick of this interview

[Repeat: x4]
Subpoenaed in Texas, sequestered in Memphis

[Repeat:
to jail wit no Cake
'Cause when I come home I've got to live crazy straight,

[Chorus]

Word up, we do it like that, thug life
Na meen, back to Iraq,
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
I've got to live crazy straight,

(Chorus)
Word up,we do it like that,thug life
Na meen,back to Iraq,regulate worldwide,what's tha deal,make a mill
we want

Let's sit this one time
You and I
I bet two wrongs make a right

Generation X, I don't know what to do
Cause everybody's looking up
a gangsta, that's what they say
But on the real homeboy I just had a bad day
Ten interviews, no call backs
PO askin' me where my job at
I'm an ex-con
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, yo wha**up?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?

[girl]
N**** what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that s*** up!

[Dr. Dre]
Hell