Lyrics:
couldn’t jack me 'cause
I’m not Ja Rule
Nah rude boy, what d'you mean? Go on then
Wow, Skepta ah wah di rass
I never knew you sucked arse
You might as well
him, young ladies, go and tell him for me
He can marry the mermaid that lives in the sea
Now I love Captain Jack and his bride I would be
All the young
America Is Brutal And Meek Mill Is A Hero
Cover Story: Meek Mill is one of
Our generation's greatest street rappers
But can he thrive in
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
the bones
You'll be Home Alone just like that little white boy
Master Eyce is on the way and live from New York
I'm catching wreck on a Saturday
Live from
you'll lose!
Here comes two big pioneers, rolex watches
Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
EPMD "that's right!"
Legendary, hardcore b-boy is
the rose aura
Dual wield psalms, like arms
My
Arms, like Guanyin
Hundred-type, ascending
In combat, my alms, be, Samurai Jack, just
Jacking for beats, I
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
that I'm a nigga who don't handle biz
We live by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak move
I break crews goin' chop
that I'm that nigga then you picked the wrong one
'Cause I live by the gun, die by the gun
Hot bullets burn some say that them bitches stun
So raise
money but still hungry
True story, once threw a nigga from a two storey
Asked for my paper, said, "There's nothin' he can do for me"
That's like takin'
baby blood wear
They always say it's calm before the big storm
Runnin' rampade through crews it's thee Originoo Gunn Clapp 2
L O U I E here to bet
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
We are here to tell the world just who we are
Shocking female (MC's), shocking female (MC's) (Repeat 2x)
Verse 1: Phife
No need for, introductions,
smooth
Legendary jazz man
Saw his wife secondary to his true passion
Started with my crew rappin'
New jacks in '82 never looked back
Now look what it
hard to the head like shots of Jack Daniels
Y'all, bitch crews, don't wanna fuck with us
Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
Y'all, bitch
Like we were Jack and Diane
Doing the best that we can
Two kids without a plan
Like we were Jack and Diane
Remember most of it like it was yesterday
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
truss it
Can't truss it
Can't truss it
Can't truss it
Kickin' wicked rhymes
Like a fortune teller
'Cause the wickedness done by Jack
Where
one chance like minefield
2008, in 2012 my phone was on 2000 a day
Take my niggas out to eat, that's two thousand a steak
Tell them boys tryna keep
hear that over by the bar?)
'Bout to rhyme, one time, one time (can y'all hear that?)
(Tell 'em, jack)
If MC's don't know, if y'all niggas don't
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
and everyone thought that was that
That night she escaped, some say
Dressed as a boy
But there is no proof of that
The two with Jack’s crew stole a ship from
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