Lyrics:
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
back.
You know, You know, that I’m the best.
So don’t, you put me the test.
I am, by far, what I should be
Captain Jack is back and he is gonna set you
life
Piece by piece
Live it all on your knees
I am Jack's wasted life
I am Jack's wasted life
I am Jack's wasted life
I am Jack's wasted life
Do your
havin' a blast
The clock had long struck twelve when we vacated the bar
Knocked back by club after club
Fourth place we give up and spark a dart out
Than be defeated by da Matrix
Rock, roll, and party A.C.D.C.
Bitch i'm da plug A/C-D/C
Give it free like TESLA, They cardiac arrest ya
So imma go Edison
expect it to be battling back
Roll up AC/DC, I am back in black
I always sit in the back of the class
Don't learn a thing because I'm writing rap
6-1 when
fuck off na fízly
ACDC Rest in peace Pimp C
Venku je zima, tady je Fire
Na zádech mám, batoh jedu jako Ferrari
Jsme fire more už třetim rokem
Hážeme
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
lair
Three days are passing by
cnd Jack's wife could naught but cry
Fat still on the rat, and oh my where is Jack
He rose again and up top he must
gerry adams and we'll hang him by the balls
oh i was born under a union jack
as it is my nation and ulster is my home
and i'll die with no surrender
you wanna hate by
These real housewives of Atlanta while keep the script
But if you ever wanna find out the reason they mini leach just
Come
Bizzy Bone (Chorus):
Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves,
Ready to pap you if we have to, daily,
Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves,
Ready
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
mi dice Baby torna a casa con me
Ed io le rispondo ye ye
Prendo un altro Jack ye
Lei vuole il mio cuore ma
Il mio cuore e black ye
Il mio cuore e black
blame it
All on Jack
Who's Jack you ask me
You say, I say it every time
But the rhyme goes
Into your head down
well
What do you like to eat?
Well, I'd like some cornflakes
Prepared by Parisian
Hands and I'd like it blessed
By Hari Krishna Mantra
"Yes, have
Jack in my cup
Jack up my truck
Got the ladies I can dial up
Walls are shakin
Beds are breakin
We're getting fucked in this house of sin
God damn,
take the pounds off me
Used to pray to G-O-D but now we’re all in hell
ACDC bells creepy crawly smells
Just do it if you do it
Otherwise screw it
Lanes
I'm like the Cheat Code to the Rap Game (Ooou Aye Yeah !)
I'm Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (Damn) like Mary Poppins
It's Jack no Harlow, they
killed without a check
Know I'm Jack the Ripper, and I'm coming for your neck
Yeah
Killing by seventy, we put em to rest
That body ain't cold when it's in
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
Knees!
By Bassett's Socks!
By each that conjuror deceives!
All: By George! By Jove! By Jeeves!
By Jumping Jack!
By Easy Chair!
By Bain Marie!
By
took a Nigga jeans
7th grade sellin to the fiends
Billy boy started talkin shit
So Jack the nigga cracked him in his ribs
You can find his body by
and began, put the jack down to chance
See I can put down like this, and you don't know why
Niggas always would try but soon they all just die
I didn't
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