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on the record and prepare for playback
say jack,
could I buy another vowel I need another clue and I could also use a towel
and how, goes the medium tempo
slaying

Check It Out

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

The Main Ingredient

1994

wrong with a little bump and grind

You know it's my thing, get your bell rang
By the Meccafied slang, the jack of all trades
Couldn't even gang bang,

to be free
Needed a shoulder to cry on no one was there for me
So I flew back south flew back right by the beach
It was a little big town
Wine beer

nothing wealthier
Than a grave

Pulling them chains
Resembling slaves

Ndela fed us hope
Inheriting a bag of lies

Life is determined by hard work

president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP

yea 
Magic Johnson wive stayed after hiv if I like a pic on the gram she be threatening to leave 
One night  just one vibe is all I need 
By my side is

Before I take form 
I've got some lore kids 
An orphan
Adopted by 
Political agenda
Solidus
A snake nonetheless 
They made us killers
Jack the Ripper

until they get killed by somebody
And it could be anybody, streets are a like a slot machine
If I go, I'll at least take a few coppers with me
Nothings

[Verse One]
I can't quite remember the month nor date
Nothing was gwan and I was jammin round my gate
Started fiending for a Jack& but had no cash
I

Written by
Sean Johnson

cousin
Bitches be cappin
Niggas be bluffin
Doing all the extra shit, that's tuff
Mind my business, act like it's nothing
All my life I've been keeping my

Thought about
How nothing's what it seems
I'm so loony
Hallucinate
Pay for tab
Like a lucid date
Enchanted by the plate
Pupils dilate
Pretty lights that

walked there by myself
It was a mile or more
Bought an ice cold Dr. Pepper at the Lakeview Grocery Store

I go back in time to a wonder bread sign

Bitch Better Have My Money

AMG

Old School Rap, Vols. 1-4 [Box Set]

2000

There ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick
Word to the motherfuckin' DJ Quick
I'm playin' hos like dominoes
Slappin' bones
AMG's

lesson I've been learning one by one

Dee dee dee dee dum

I left some bread on the window sill 
The whisky jacks and whippoorwills 
Abreast and feathers

you
Strike a match and light me up
I'll grin the way you want me to
I'm your jack o'lantern
I got them fooled by my disguise
Cut me open but I'll keep

Dead and Buried

Plan B

Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

2006

I'm dead and buried oh yeah

Hi my name is Jack and I'm living proof of a dead man walking
This spirit this body that's still talking
It's too

being
Trigger Happy Jack
You're gonna blow
But I'm gonna get off 
before you go
My Trigger Happy Jack is just a
drive by a go-go

And after awhile

Jack's hands were empty with his phone 
Alone he sat
Nothing on his face 
Nothing to replace dark souls
That's the game he said 
If you know the one
Grab

everybody's got em
Surrounded by a bunch of boats
Got Jimmy Buffet blarin'
Not one of us carin'
Sing along note for note
Ain't nothing goin' on today
We're just

surpassed and broke, stay trapping for mo'
Two chicks boosting, we hooking back up in the back of the sto'
I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimping my pen

been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake

not to be jaded, nothing’s ever enough
I’m a jack of all trades but a master of none
If you chase two rabbits, you won’t catch either one

I feel so far

school was internet
So I smoked Jack in there
With no an underwear, teached by Mary Jane
About working hard as Czech Minister, please
Am I too fuckin' high