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buddy just in case your mind is muddy
Don't you know that girl you're fooling with is Peg-Leg Johnson's wife
And that man is hard and cold and mean
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
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
right in the face
And the only trouble with being a woman my age, is the men my age.

That's why younger men are starting to catch my eye
I'm starting
There's a man in a booth with a quarter in there
And a girl out on the runway with peroxide in her hair
Move 'em in quick, they pay out
And then they
in the death row to count the days before
To the day they came a knockin' at his door.
But another warden came along, jack johnson was his name;
He
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
The single son she had last night is buried under her

They say that the war is done
Where are you now, my son?

An old man with unsteady gait and beard
Jack the lion roaring his last 
Like a vision sent from the past 
Bedside  crying  holding his hands 

Strong hands 
Finally get a moment alone with
right in the face
And the only trouble with being a woman my age, is the men my age.

That's why younger men are starting to catch my eye
I'm starting
. 
Now old Jack Johnson 
He was the toughest man in the whole wide world, 
He used walk around whoppin' people up side the head
Makin' all sorts
with nine mm
Bullets ? brother back to back I slam
Bread and butter, break beast to Bam Bam
Jump off the Jim before I jack my Johnson
I jam like
New York throw chairs 
The punk funk sound to make a sane man flip 
Girls rush the stage  fagots cold dip 
Low to avoid the caps and blows 
By
weaken boat on trouble waters for years
And believe me, I've been through it all
But this fool got wise
I remember the man I used to love or thought I
I know you think you got it together player but fuck the bird
You with and listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close to the makings
or maybe jack and sprite
A case of Coors light and its on tonight
We talking about a party down on Johnson's farm
Late night country trouble we don't mean
[Chorus]
I know you think you got it together player, but fuck the bird you with
And listen close to the makings of a perfect bitch
Listen close
trouble with my mind state
How many bullets would it take to change my mind? wait
Sometimes I want to end it but I don't though
They tell me see my
Old Mister Johnson had troubles of his own
He had a yellow cat which wouldn't leave its home;
He tried and he tried to give the cat away,
He gave
[Adam Sandler]:
Hey how ya doin'? My name's Barry Lakin and I'm here with the man on the street
Quiz. This weeks's show is a doozy man, it really is.
the richest since the Smiths and the Johnson's
If you ain't sayin' nothin', you a system's accomplice

It should play with your conscience, do away with
Okay party people in the house
This is something you never witnessed before
Yes, it's the incredible Doug E. Fresh
With his partner, the grand
or buck ya
but I can't, so fuck it
I'ma behind these bars and it's burnin like nitro
I might go psycho, the man on the tower got a rifle
Aw shit, there
Trouble seems to catch a motherfucker with his cards down
Gotta keep my drawers up, shit's getting hard now
These motherfucking cops be planting