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wish for what you always thought you would need
Daddy's little girl would never give up her world for me
Wouldn't want to breathe if it will ruffle your
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
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little
on out to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill

Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin'
yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord rakim
What's the matter g, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You try hard
more light cause yours got dim 
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim 
What's the matter G, check your battery 
Go get charged up, then come battle
they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
With a swingin'
Jack's if you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people you'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little five piece group
snickers with no nuts no satisfaction.

I hustle and flow, mighta been by my cheese since I was knee high.
Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
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
stripped 'em, cause niggaz don't want the friction
Told you before how I bring the dra-ma
Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandma-ma

What you want, nigga?
(What
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,
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
I met you in a club in Atlanta Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You look at me like yeah nigga right
But you gave me you
should reason with her before she gets mad
Or maybe my nigga you should slap that bitch
If not then you need to snatch that bitch
By the thought and let
Too $hort, mc

Rap like me, you?ll go straight to the top
Keep doing what you?re doing and you?re sure to get dropped
Like a trick, nothing?s
character. he is a lot more calm and very
Critical. he's always got his own opinion and that's exactly what we need.

Kiske:

Yeah, we recorded the album
call Big Jacks
A little four piece band was jamming
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed em what a band would sound like
With a swinging little
better schemes
I thought the hustle way for me was etched in stones
Until my pun to dime and name etched in stone
My daughter's growing up, my son on his
of my culture
You may even thought I was drived to faulter
Get live like a ???jack that fives you the window main???
Add a little mic and janet you
you up
It's when you realize you're in Heaven like how'd you get there?
Baby what you doin' in this chair? Couldn't let you sit there
You need help,
your sheeps
Hittin' your chick in Jeeps
Miraculously, attack your faculty, who wanna tackle me?
You jack mack, kidnap 'em for free
What?, you got
love what this country boy can do
Go get the skoal spit with the lighter style
Big boy so cool I make all them girls smile
So tell me what you need
Mobile,
Make it on out to a club called Jack's,
If you got a little time to kill,
Just follow that crowd of people,
You'll wind up out on his dance