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Leaped naked from the sea.
His fillet knife was in his hand.
He jumped aboard the train.
"Give up your bucks, you tourist schmucks.
I'm Key West Jesse
The fearless giant faces a brave young shepherd boy
He said, "Your God is dead and your nation soon destroyed"
But the son of Jesse proved what God
It might as well rain 'cause nobody came
Jesse left so fast the baby got no name
Lilly Pearl, what'cha gonna name your baby?
Lilly Pearl, what
In the worst of your fears
You have come so far to hear
That in turn they've showered your name
As the laughing stock
Now by fire you must hang
You're layin there, lookin at her photo in frame
And you're chirpin like a bird while you're singin her name
You call her every night, then you're off by
world
I travel the globe with a black girl name Becky
Grand like Auto Theft 3
Style so developed the law can't arrest me
You walk with blood on your shirt
read about Malcolm X, in the history text
Jesse Owens broke records, Ali broke necks
What's wrong with ya man?  How can you be so dumb?
Like Dr. King
with your career
Go ahead chance her
See what happened with scrubs on my records
Deserve answers

Oh Left Eye
What's happenin'?
Everybody wanna
Gamble with your career

Go ahead chance her
See what happened with scrubs on my records
Deserve answers
Oh Left Eye

What's happenin'?
Everybody
a celebrity overnight)

Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
overnight)

Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Somebody needs to bottle
This adrenaline
Throw death the middle fin
Stompin through your suburbs
Like coke, meth, and riddling
Streetlights and little sins
on your shirt
Like Jesse Jackson trying to test the reaction of the people
See through trying to out act Don Cheadle
I speak to original Hebrews you know
Men who know what it means to be looked up to by a griny faced kid
Men who want to sign autograph books and not deal under the table
Men who are
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
blind train
	Unique individual, you can go read it in my name
Lives through out the map, chew out your rap
My crew 'bout to snap
	Snap, snap, snap at any
me on all kinds of topics
like what fruit is native, what fruit is exotic,
you know the right names for flowers and for animals, too
I hope you know
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
overnight)

Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
your denim in just to floss an emblem
Some would debate you, "Wait, the fella ate gelatin
Or he been listening in to what his weathermens was telling
Grabs the Bubble Yum, Jolly Ranchers, Now-Laters
Jesse Owens Park was the spot to hang
Retaliation from the shoulders is the name of the game
Didn't need