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Against the Grain

Sauce Money

Soul in the Hole

1997

When its spent 
And to the nazarine if ya 85 percent 
Do what I gotta 
Straight shot of Jack 
Ameretta, colada for my bitch in the back 
Never

in the back
That's a fact nigga this is no cap
Riding round town wit a pistol on his lap
Get clapped if a nigga tryn jack
Got it off the pack
Stacking

dello zio Sam
Mia madre, donna di gran pietà, cercò in politica verginità
Sulla sua porta ci scrisse "Mary", scordai la lupa, mi chiamai Jack

Yessireebob

Blaine Larsen

Off to Join the World

2005

with no clothes 
On the beach, by the ocean in Cozumel

[Chorus]

"So Jack you gotta tell me"
"What are you talkin' about?"
"When they're

in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas!

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my

motherfuckers right off the hill, we do 'em like Jack and Jill
(We knock 'em down)
We give a fuck how they feel (fuck 'em)
We going in for the kill (We going in

fast 
200 on the dash 
You know we dream about racks 
You hit my phone that's my jack 
I looked so far in where we at 
When we see the stars we moving in

from a stomp
Jack static but you jumping in the car
Lil durk shit this ain't what you want
Mmmhmmm no
Mansitico ala hora la verdad
De tanto huevo que

also got a gat
Bullet to the back
You don’t know jack, boy get
Smacked, bodies in a sack, this the
Predator pack, too big for your
Boots, haven’t quite

ain’t tongue and cheek
But nails done hair done.
Everything on FLEEEKK!
She ain’t gotta SPEAAKk!
Our bodies know the lingo.
Jack and pot like casino.
In

shoparound and shapeshift
My eyes to the skies, cash-in a Cracker Jack Prize

Uh, and ya heard it before
Every other voice knockin' down your door, I said
Uh,

temperatures, I took my money back
Honey Jack for the black women, in black denim
I'm blacking out, backing out cars, cop and rent em
Intercontinental, calling

boom)
Sempre tutto nero, nero come Jack Black (oh)
Soldi meglio in nero, nero, nero, cash black (oh)
Retro Jordan 6 con gli imboschi per gli sghei

Annabelle

Neal Casal

Rain, Wind & Speed

1996

well
I hitched a ride to the desert to see uncle Jack
I spent the night in his cabin
Without a care of coming back, Annabelle
Annabelle, I wish you well

the biggest lyricist
Yeah, biggest lyricist, you know
Next to me, of course
You know what I'm saying
I got your back, Jack, yeah, the biggest lyricist in

Mike Jack
I had to trust in God know he lives within
And then I had to love myself become my best friend
And know the villain only wins if you allow

traffic, on that car, who that?
Blood and 'nem'll get his shit blew back
I hurt a kid, mass transit, New Jack
I heard the opps go in the party, hmm
You know

in love to insulting
i wish i never met you baby doll from dires join the concubine
jack it like a porcupine alliance in reliance
with self searchin

with the ignunt raps
Innovating in the booth like japs
And all the ladies
In their stovepipe hats, sing
There ain't no dragon
On the union jack!
Play

True

Esham

Boomin' Words from Hell

1990

smoke in they face 
They put us in cop car, me and my man Jack and Pete 
Blazin up True in the backseat 
The cop jumped in and he wasn't jokin 
He

been in his muthfuckin mind
Jacks of to her daily
Loved that bitch aimlessly
He loves her

You were so beautiful
Your face was shaped so nicely 
I cry

Everybody is on a survival race

Existence is
Pain

Wind so strong you only see jack shit
Wind so strong everybody's in fear that they won't do it

All hell

Batman smells 
Rudolph has a red nose
Don't you eat yellow snow 

Family gathered in the kitchen laughing
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Milk and cookies

Yeah, uh 
We noticed most people out there jackin' styles, let me show you how we jack styles properly 
My nigga Mesh in the house, yeah, let's go