Lyrics:
am I kidding?
You faggots are all gonna do my bidding
Don't get dragged to the auction
Neiman Marcus, bags of Vuitton and all
I'll push a bitch
the snakes were all around
Now I'm back in grown and I don't do no favors for a child
You should know it write down like a poet
Yo bitch need a Heisman by
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
the power like Jack Johnson
So you'll never see my greatest hits on mix tape
Cuz if you see my greatest hits, they'll be sent to your face
M'guaranteed
the whoopty-whoop
You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you
I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth
I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power,
Sacrificing humanity for the good of industry
Is the fault the result of
Them or our own stupidity
Do they possess that much influence
Over everything we do
Are
too bad
When one door open they close two more
I ball and dragon y'all that Goku glow
Stash grams in ceiling fans
I don't do blow or pills
My 40 below's
Jack
Jack Hit My Jack
No I can't cap jack
I'm buttered up like a flapjack
Yo pack get tap danced
Finesse then get a lap dance
We ain't clean so don't
blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his
streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto
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
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
the things they made me do they haunt me
(What's that sound)
I'm drinking just to dull the pain
Images won't go away
They count the dead now why
Don't they
things
Escape whenever you want
They don't know
How I hit it by the fire
And your legs stretch wider and it just get tighter
They don't know
That you're
a snack attack
My father was a gents outfitter
My mother went crazy, they had to commit her
They used to tell me don't be a quitter
But I know deep down
gotta move
Now it's on to Texas and to (Georgia)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's
Stocks up like Stockton
I rock like I'm Johnson
They jaw stuck in awesome
I'm Sherlock, you're Watson
I spit flame no arson
Drink milk by the carton
died a long time ago
Well Goodbye Robert Johnson Goodbye
Guitar solo break
He traveled with a guitar and a gunnysack
Women that he loved they wanted him
didn't take it?
What do you think I'm going to do with a jack
One of your friends has got it - all the time, they're traipsing through this place
One
and Hearst they thinkt hey got us.
Do they got us?
//Newsies//
NO!
//Jack//
Even though we ain't got hats or badges,
We're a union just by sayin so!
streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto
Jack Johnson, yes my dog, right with them!
The most special, most ghetto, most method, most valuable
Rep my avenue like is the damn state capital
That spells out Houston, texting (Texan) lines is what I do for fun
If I'm taking one person to pop, I'm choosing one
I say I'll pop, they say I'm extra
Break a hoe, sell a ki, just don't get caught
Cause if I do, I'm goin to jail
On a one-way ticket to a prison cell
So why commit the crime? Don't ask
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