Lyrics:
real
That's my lil' nigga, I taught him to get it how he live, nigga
Look, look
That time I forgot the bills
Ain't been home in two weeks
solve em
Jack a stay plottin watchin ur every move
n the minute u snooxe will be the minute u lose, dude
das the rules so i jcruise wit the 2's
to fix
and
Step out my groove and let out my tools
The hammer kill, the hammer
Will make you stop
Drop and roll like you slipped
On a banana peel
Live by the code
the handgun, she was giving birth
To a baby boy to be just like you, I wonder what's that worth
I-I wonder if you ever knew that you was a role model to me
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
Yo, my crew is in the house
Terra, Herb Mcgruff, Buddah bless
Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie
And I'ma set it like this
Aiyo,
literally, literary literature
Six slippery Seals slippin silently ashore
Sally sold seashells down by the seashore
Sold two shells but couldn't see to sell
Syncopation
And he showed me
The mechanics of
Using a drum stick
And how to hold
Two heavy crash cymbals
And bang them together
And they were so heavy
And you
you probably don't understand
With a lower IQ, a weak brain, my man
So listen up and go on back to school
Fool, you ain't Jack
Yeah, that's comin' live
Big up all the MC's
Security and the crew
And all the pioneers
B-boys and civilians
Who should've got millions
And trillions, and zillions
Didn't get no
halos halos
Watch this nigga, the boy that died, a king called Prince
Just like me but I got the chance to grow into AkinG
I was raised by two immigrant
About a sucker like you who ain't never paid dues?
Slapper, hip-happer, you're gettin wacker
Your girl better step, or I just might jack her
Smack her
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named
Little boys and girls, they all love me
Come sit on the lap of I-see-E
And let me tell ya a story or two
About a punk-ass nigga I knew
Named Jack, he
If i make it through, i'm with my crew
You know how we do, this life choose
We don't lose, we gone shoot
Ain't got no snooze, drive and boost
I'm
to spew
But when it's all said and done, I'll be forty
Before I know it with a 40 on the porch tellin' stories
With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids in my
to spew
But when it's all said and done, I'll be forty
Before I know it with a 40 on the porch tellin' stories
With a bottle of Jack, two grandkids in my
think that this could be done
Step into my path, you will feel the wrath
How many take me out? None
(The joke's on you, Jack )
(Ha-ha-ha)
[ VERSE 2
president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP
boy
Got ya chocking on our self like your adenoids
Attaboy you don't won't the force
Samuel Jack-son I ain't running from the jacks son
Love for my
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