Lyrics:
as the light of day
By the way, it's hard to work when it's time to play
But it never mattered, Jack's a boring bastard either way
I've been in the same place
Narration by Patrick Stewart
And finally, everything worked out just fine.
Christmas was saved, though there wasn't much time.
But after that night,
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
heroes are dying and are now permanent modern gods like David Robert Jones aka Davie Bowie
Some heroes are fallen and remain alive after being exposed
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My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
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My ride is matte black
My pride is that jack
It might get ya dog shot, even a cat smacked
Anyway though, styles don't apply to me
Jeff Goldblum
Yea
Yea yea yea
Yea
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Yea yea yea
Time after time
Time after time
Time after time
Time
Don't mess with the new fashion I stick to my Jack no Jones nor Quincy
I ain't one for the talking much
I love move discreet
I told bro
We gonna make it
an independent artist, he make his own decision
He might get deported after he do his time in prison (aw)
He can win the appeal but he need a lot of help
If him
in check bro
Barely on my jack jones
Im with jack so we're getting to the bank roll
Bank roll
You could pass by, see me through the window
spent more time could've paid of.
But I aint givin up hope yet,
Alex Jones I'll acknowledge that you're the GOAT yes,
I had a dream that you were the one
time
Bounced back baby
Time after time
Time after time
Used to think that you would be better off dead
You were mislead by the drama inside your head
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!
This rock we're rolling on
Is like a circus ride that don't last long
Round and round we go and then we're gone
We waste time chasing ghosts
Yeah, you left me
But you'll be coming back
I can tell by how light you packed
I ain't lonely, just didn't want to be alone
By the time I get
[Chorus: Bizzy]
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap
I go back to somewhere over off of 83 where there's a dirt road and a whole lot of memories
Where Jack and Jim and a couple of buds were always
get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's
get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's
it up a little after 9, checked the time,
How am I gonna fill a few up, what's my damn design
Take it as it go, you can take me as I am 'cause I'm gone
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
I thought we had a vibe
I know you wanted more of my time
I know I can be selfish at times
Now you don't hit my line line
Hit my line, Hit my jack
Bridget Jones
The time's tick-tocking on, it's like she's up against the clock
She staggers through the nightclub; alone again. What a shock
**Intro: Ty Jones**
Okay. Let's get it
Office fire drill
**Verse 1: Ty Jones**
This is insane shit
How many times can I say the same shit?
Laid
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