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Jack Kane

John Thomas "Jack" Kane (23 July 1908 – 27 October 1988) was an Australian politician. Born in Burraga, New South Wales, he was educated at Catholic schools in Lithgow, after which he became a coalminer. He was Vice-President of the Transport Workers' Union 1952–1956 and Assistant General Secretary of the New South Wales Labor Party 1952–1955. In 1955, he was expelled from the Labor Party together with many other members, joining with them to form the Australian Labor Party (Anti-Communist), which became the Democratic Labor Party (DLP). He was the NSW DLP General Secretary 1956–1971 and the Federal Secretary 1957–71.In 1970, he was elected to the Australian Senate as a DLP Senator for New South Wales. Kane's election to the Senate resulted from a decision of… more »

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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
This that f*ck on your bitch give her back to you shit (Give her right back)
I knew I was lit when I came in this shit (When I came in)
I count up too much ion care 'bout a diss
I'm rulin' her body b**** I do it strict (I do it strict)
Whip the big body we got it full tint (Skrt)
In the stu with my shotta we makin' a hit (We makin' a hit)
Vibes on vibes she stay droppin' hints
Shakin' like blenders we stay in the mix (Yeah)
They said I was down, it sound like a skit
Bad 'lil vibe put Chanel on her tits (Double C)
Came up now I'm eatin' steak and the shrimp (Yeah)
Got so much money I walk with a limp (Uh)
Breakin' her back my new shawty a nymph
Scrapin' the pot, I really got wrist (Really got wrist)
I'm so used to takin' ion give an inch (Ion give an inch)

Rock out that show it's a sold out event (Yeah)
We don't do talkin' nah she never vent (Uh)
Racks in my pockets I don't got no lint (Yeah)
Givenchy stay on me ion rock no Rick (Yeah)
The fit I got on me is costin' your rent (Costin' your rent)
They ask me for handouts and I say I can't (Nah)
That b**** is so bad I might show her my crib (Yeah)
This shit wasn't workin' I had change the route (Change the route)
There's too much talkin' girl show me that mouth (Show me that mouth)
I'ma big dawg, no cat and mouse (Yeah)
If you act right then I might fly you out (Might fly you out)
I drip in designer she gon' wipe me down
We don't bark we just bite b**** I stay with my hounds
Ion f*** with that boy nah he can't come around
I told her I got you if you just stay down (I got you)
I can't ball with that boy nah he too out of bounds (Yeah)
She got that act right I might give her allowance (Yeah)
I'm so steady drippin' I feel like a fountain
We hop out that Audi (Skrt)
B**** I know he ain't bout it (He ain't bout it)
I take the racks out and count it (I count it up)
We so damn up it's astounding (It's astounding)
Beat from the back I got her so melodic (Yeah)
They steady hate I knew it when I saw it
Step out and all I'm gon' hear is applause (Applause)
Ain't look at the price in the store when I bought it
Rich hoe throw it back, you know that I caught it (I caught it)
Call up my troopers I feel like a sergeant
I got so much on me I'm worried 'bout audits
I just speak my mind and they made me a target

Yeah, yeah
This that f*ck on your bitch give her back to you shit (Give her right back)
I knew I was lit when I came in this shit (When I came in)
I count up too much ion care 'bout a diss
I'm rulin' her body b**** I do it strict (I do it strict)
Whip the big body we got it full tint (Skrt)
In the stu with my shotta we makin' a hit (We makin' a hit)
Vibes on vibes she stay droppin' hints
Shakin' like blenders we stay in the mix (Yeah)
They said I was down, it sound like a skit
Bad 'lil vibe put Chanel on her tits (Double C)
Came up now I'm eatin' steak and the shrimp (Yeah)
Got so much money I walk with a limp (Uh)
Breakin' her back my new shawty a nymph
Scrapin' the pot, I really got wrist (Really got wrist)
I'm so used to takin' ion give an inch

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