Lyrics:
precedence
According to the preference of so-called intelligence
These communities are sacked with impunity
By jack-booted stooges with immunity
Soon
you had better pause
Jaws that'll crush the head of jaws I'm a dreaded force
Turn it all around for this crazy dude
Take my pants off and jack it
And after I done snatched the dope, I'm drinkin' some Jack 'n Coke (You don't get it?)
(Ain't exagerratin' though)
Me and Zone got these evil tones
Under (the) moon, spring time still to come
"If I keep questing, I may find some settling!"
Jack-in-the-Green show me your droll face of wood
Look
with a drink in my hand
L I V I N I'm Livin
The life tonight
Ol brother jack sounds nice
Backed by a cold coors like
Another smooth sip
Another strong
Grabbing jacks till I can't no more
Punch fell off my Nike tech
Almost cracked the floor
I ain't talking 'bout no food when
I say I wanna cracker
She wanna
Ayo, check it
The power's in the information
Not in that bullshit, fly by
Now you a slave to the hype
Fraudulent fuckery I ain't takin'
Streetz'll
Close to a decade of my life would fly by
School friends and I, we remain distant
They remained pissed off and twisted
Think they mad at me 'cause
tomb
Skanking and midi strings
It makes me wanna shoot to kill
Is it really that soon? I thought
We had a couple more moons
Before going at it again
It
smoke
Mothership, microchips get injected
In my throat all off the books
Taxes implemented by the fascists
Got me lighting books of matches
Burning cities
want more money
I know everything that went down
Still don’t know nothing
N talk about I owe, somehow I ain’t on
Owe nothing
Scored touch down, key would
do ní back
A sám nevím na co ten zbytek,šplhám nahoru jak Jack
Už vidím sám sebe na pláži
Stejný sračky jen jiný číslo na kalendáři
Už vidím sám sebe
tryna ball like Patrick Vieira
I didn't wanna walk to school had to jack a Carrera
Them days of eighth came looking like a three-five
My only holiday
want to see the stars if they're just
One more piece of land for you to colonize
For us to turn to sand
Because we're so fucking mean
We're so
You never met a nigga this cold
Somebody tell them boys class never gets old
The more success they hate me, that's the way this shit goes
Married
It's way more to game to stay paid
In fact I learned to be the jack-of-all-trades
Uh, and shout my nigga Jay
From my Parkside niggas 'round the way
supposed to be old
Princes are supposed to grow up and become kings
Brother please, no more Pamela Lee's, let's set it straight
I'm the biggest thing
Worn out of racks, growin up fast
Dreamin of Jack, late nights on the ave
Bumpin Outkast, let's take em back to the past
Let's take em back
(word)
Takeover by groups
Chill with my troops
Who you think you fakin', dude?
You strictly in it for them G's
The hip-hop that we drop is like fresh
& Cripz, quand le ciel est gris, ça bang bang un moment
Entre thug et street, entre pleurs aigris, j'suis devenu baby no more
Pas d'gagnants du loto, que
the spirit of Christmas.
And ya betta listen up cuz I don't want ya to miss this.
Haven't ya heard something of called goodwill?
It's more than a second
by the dance floor
Tell me do you want more
All you gotta do is just say so
I can line dance, baby, I can buck dance
Take you down a dirt road,
snatch your necklace
And next these Niggaz might jack your Lexus
Somebody tell these Niggaz who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of Chi where
'cause I'm a nigga that don't care
But what did I get out of it? jack shit
'cause I ain't the one to be on niggas dicks
Runnin around sweatin, put me
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