Lyrics:
Yo this shit is crazy
Shit
I promise we're taking it straight to the top
Yeah
We get it popping like Jack in the Box
Number one we gone be taking
and Padilla I'm a killer||I've been everywhere man|I've ben everywhere man|Cross the deserts bare man|I've breathed the mountain air man|I've travelled, I've
When I blast on your ass, I'm gon' empty this clip
Nigga, live by your rep, but I ain't takin shit
When I blast on your ass, I'm gon' empty this clip
niggas resting in peace
and my niggas behind the wall.
See you when I get there you know what I'm saying? (really doe)
So drip with me as I go
to get it on my lonely
This my only testimony
Line em' up
By who want it
I'm killing all my opponents
Right back to open enrollment
You say you really want
The killing spree is over
And the thrill is gone
No one can find me now
I'll be dead by dawn
What was I thinking
When all your thoughts were on the line
And now
Tell 'em relax
Tell 'em relax
Before I relapse
Meet me out back
Meet me out back
I'm sippin' On Jack
I need to relax
I need to relax
Before I relapse
een want no head if it ain’t bout the bread then it ain’t fa me
Servin out the p
While we ridin thru the jack
I make trap musik cause this where I’m
Got me feeling like
Somebody gone die tonight
I'm feeling like
I ain't feeling right
One deep late night at the red light
But if a nigga think they
didn't move mad, i can do it by myself I don't need no help cah I'm a man by myself I can do this on my jacks cah my bros got my back I got the city on my
to the drugs
Shit i ran so hard i collapsed my lungs
So perhaps when i'm done
I no longer gotta run
Lethal Jack shit like Repo
Drive by Regal
I'm so evil
In yo
when I snap
Dont know what he jack so I don't really trust em
Nigga started a problem and it started from nothin
Fuckin wit me jus gone make me dump em
Jack
Call me sensei like I'm Bruce lee
All these rappers fold easily like loose leaf
Paper that is so read between the lines
These boys smashed like
I'm really not all that sure
bout when things is finna mature
So let me find me a nigga with a grip
and hit his ass quick with one of them whoops
dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone
got these politicians running their game to regain power
While our whole black community sours
Crime rate towers, plagued by white powders
And they
too ratchet
Mike Jack how she touching this jacket Mike Jack how I'm feeling this Janet
Takeoff little bitch I ran it Bruno Mars I'm on a different
a tree
Forbidden fruit, was bitten by Eve
Now we know what causes the beef
See right thru, what's new
Live my life, iss' soothe
Jack in my cup, I'm loose
always be rating
Don't back track
Munch like a flap jack
Say ur gonna blow I'm wearing flat jack
Attach that
No back chat
Put it on the line like a black
Don't you try to kiss and make up
When you smell so strong from wine
Well, I'm not late, the clock is wrong
You need to wind Big Ben
Honey,
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
you thank I'm living
Make a living
Then you could probably
Make some millions
You too bothered
By come up and the recognition
Jack yo plate, out yo face
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
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