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yeah
Go Jett Jeff, uh
Ay yo, call me by my name, Jett Jeff on the chain
Damn, I go insane, he said he gonna give me brain
Can't see you in my lane, yo,

it up I'm motivated by the chatter keep running the subs 
And I do it for my girls who stay rising above you gotta show them how you do it 
Thick, slim

(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna/Bob Halligan/Ricky Byrd)

Black streak on the boulevard
Another place they don't let you stay
White rain fallin' cold-n-hard

to your Joan Jett
I smoke alone wishin you were here
I cry at night cause you never let me
Go!
I wanna go where your brown eyes
Flow!
I'm in love with

You're best friend dressed up as Joan Jett
That cherry bomb is so rock n roll
She can't breathe in her leather corset
Apple bobbing in spiked punch bowls

Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta

alone, and she’s
Not the only one playing that part 

Jett can you hear me?
Can you feel me?
I ain’t sorry
For screamin’ the blues

I know there’s

else who might be there
So Jett mains
Listen up
Come close
And freshen up
Touch some grass
And get outside
Cause we all know that
You're lacking lives

tell me
Who can you trust
But the one almighty

Some trust their mom some trust their pops
But didn't Marvin Gaye get shot by his pops
Even my pop got

Jett
Yeah, Introduce you to Aqua Artist
They say I'm an awkward artist, I can let you meet Jett
Yeah, introduce you to Aqua Artist

I grabbed the pen

it, Joan Jett
These tone-deaf clones get blown to
Stonehenge and back again
M80 on the track again packin' 210s
Leave you empty like a juice cleanse

that you bout this life
With all my ice
you can still see that I'm shining this bright
Jett Jeff, take flight

Baby, baby
I'm right in front of you
Tell

Twenty-four, they can hit me one more for the Jett line (yeah)
You dig? (No kizzy, no kizzy)
You dig? (No cap, no kizzy)
You dig? (Hood Baby, you dig me?)

Who who can I trust
Everyman woman for themselves
No one tryna help
They just rather see you fail
Than excel not prevail
But they tell you
How they got

and jett get chased by bees
Stuck In a dream so I cant trust what I see
And plus I'm fucked from these fees
Don't know what's gonna be be be
The courage that

deep then imma goner yeah
She my Joan Jett cause she a lil rockstar
Yeah
She go from sweet to heavy metal with no problem yeah
I might not wake up you

too specific
I want a good girl who can help me curb my bad habits
But down to party and turn up the jukebox like Joan Jett
A soft-spoken, freaky,

it rhymey
I'd like some turkey thigh meat
Can I please have a turkey burger, why?
Mr. Beast did get sued by his own burger, why?
Do you use an electric

"And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet?
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We're

Freaky Tales

Too Short

The Mack of the Century... Too Short's Greatest Hits [Clean]

2006

a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me

Don't Abuse Me

The Runaways

Flaming Schoolgirls

1980

away

Who can I trust an' where can I go
To find someone who truly wants me
Take me for what I am
That's the way it's gotta be
Rock n' roll love you want

Star Wars

Nas

Illmatic [10th Anniversary Platinum Edition]

1994

or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because

or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because

rather die as Joan of Arc.
I can handle myself fine thanks, I'm just being frank.
You can't stop a girl
Who's the hero of this story, and doesn't need you