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girl your queen I couldn't tell by how you treat her
You tryna come at me I think your child needs to eat first
I do a double triple backflip prolly

When you feel alive
Passing right when you feel alive

We passin by the city light around us window watchin
Cant see the stars from here that light

Cuz I'm the Mack

The Jacka

The Jacka

2001

[Jacka]
You know these whodies be askin'
Uni Mack 10
Can I be your bitch [can I be your bitch]
Naw, you can be my ho
I put you on a track

(Is it recording)
Making this song just because
(Just cause')
It is what it is
Never mind what it was
It just is what it is
Like a bee ima buzz
You

Bangladesh
I swear it's all God
I got my toes inside a chanclaz

Texas livin' las palafas with some hot fries
We are not friends just because we lock eyes
I

brothers
I've seen pride stop the greatest of people in their tracks
I've seen people immovable because of what they lacked
I've seen real niggas give real

game
Not tryna do this shit, to make no change
Don’t be talking smoke, you shooting propane-
Seconds countin' down-by 2 issa close game
Letting go like

behind/
A lil White girl by the name of Cindy McBride/
You see Cindy the cheerleader team captain/
& Russ heard her friend say she’s, sexually active/
Russ

decent playing Major League Baseball
If you don't know about him you should probably face-palm
Got inducted into three major hall of fames
Track and field

not try to be the villain you simpleton
Why does no one cry?
Maybe because I'm feeling suicidal like all of the time
No one for the ride by my side

a capital 7 cuz I'm major like Vic Mensa
I know what you're thinking, it doesn't make sense
To keep track of all these cents but the fact is
I'm cleaner than

Came across an old wallet
It’s times of transition that you find shit that make you nostalgic
Filling up the boxes with some stuff from out

me when I'd say hi
But enough of that, she's in my past
Hope that by now she wasn't my last
I know that none of you even asked
But this is my tape,

I'ma king dream scheming
For my next play
Fuckin with the squad
You won't make it the next day
Trynna get as much as I can
Before they catch me
Got

handling
Needa keep track of all these rappers that I’m canceling
Got em down at my feet
And you know they kissing me
Every time i come through yea Know that

guess I'll just have to look for the guy dressed like a Pilgrim. Come on. You act like he's going to be in an Adidas track suit."" Oh, there you are

the back they want me to bag that
They wanna keep shit simple by making the song bad
They wanna promote drugs put kids on the wrong track
Im making them all

Ya
I'm back
Yeah
I'm coming hard like a bad cramp
Something like a charlie horse up in ya back
My intentions ain't nice you tell by the look on my

and it go like 12345
Before you fucking know it, all my time goes by
Because my mind's encrypted, probably best to keep your distance
Too much time

Most the niggas is cap
Jesus might come back
Now they care about your character
More than your track
And who you were more than who you are
Stop

you, and as long as you believe your on the tracks to a better life, regardless if you can see it, you matter, now and forever, much love to all,

and squad we murder and crucified
Every track that we up against
City Rasha yeah we heaven sent
Swag bars and deliverance
If you know any Artist out there

book by the cover because you used a tool

When the only tools you wands use is in engineering school

So how can they judge a book if they not close

of their mothers are praying to God
Asking not to resent you
Gotta stay on track like NASCAR
Remember who dun sent you
If Jesse was alive today he'd say it's