Lyrics:
Some stay the same, most change
Others fold on you i'm a giver
Heart bigger and it beat a lil' different
I forgive and don't forget it
Right game wrong
Pinky rings, bank robbers wit two's, boss of wild crews
Slacks overlapsed, apple jack hats, quarter field coats
Cadillacs wit white walls and chrome wheel
girls to sing my song
Put a jazz band on my hearse wagon
To raise hell as we roll, roll along
I went down to old Jack’s bar room, at the
corner by
the building
Penthouse fashion, ordered out room service
It looked bugged cause the waiter looked nervous
Lift off the lid, seen two shiny thirty-eights aimed
won't be on my team
She could cheerlead
Shit, like "Go, Wayne, go!"
Ice on a white tee, I make a snow angel
Y'all niggas squares, but ain't got no angle
Baby say she mad and she goin' to the room
I see her lil grin, that's the view from the pool
I'm a joker and a jack, but she played me for a fool
One
line go flat
In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best
the corners and shoot down the street
Niggas shoot shoot sharp glances at white women
Nigga shoot dope into their arm
Niggas shoot guns and rifles on New
a jack, reach me that cheese
Make a stupid move, nigga, you bleed
Bustin 17, please don't scream, don't run
Either long range street sweep
Never never
"Don't be like me, just finish watching cartoons"
Which is funny now cause all I see is Wile E. Coyotes in the room
And I run it
[Chorus]
And I run
this rich white lady sayin "Ain't he the cutest?"
Clerk said on real estate, so in the car, we'ze awate
Although the ho better know I want 4 mills a day
cleanse our body of these sins?
When our only concern was re-ing up and riding rims
Sold white that wasn't good for cooking
Teacher used to say that I'd
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
muhfucking house
Eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch named Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
Tell 'em what the doormat
on
And I stood there at the beach watching the sea
Waves crashing into the shore, white foam on top of them
I watched as the waves got bigger and bigger
energy we be putting into or
We gon' do this for our kids
But at that certain point
Your kid don't want a bigger room
Your kid don't want a bigger house
I won't even fight back
Got the pussy, she say that she like that
I'ma walk down the room like I'm Mike Jack
I came back on they ass like I'm
All you need’s a roller
Then you got your way to the fame
Long as your flow’s on point and
Your beats by Jack Swing
Niggas gettin’ money, shoutout
bar room rendezvous
In pursuit of what I called fun
One particular evening, after a slow dance with my friend jack
And a walk with mr walker
I went out
moved to Dallas and the other never called
So Melissa'd go for long walks by the creek
While ol' Jack would talk to pictures on the wall
He'd say I know
stealin/super vill..
Chill..stayin high like the ceilin
See there aint enough room for the both of us
See it's a showdown/throw down
Your best style i'll bust
the building
Penthouse fashion, ordered out room service
It looked bugged cause the waiter looked nervous
Lift off the lid, seen two shiny thirty-eights aimed
and white
Even day and night
Moon and sun, negative and positive
This is one of the first stages of blowing all the mist
To clear the window of perception
of talkin
It's time to move
Mike Jack when I'm walkin
Bitch I light up the room
Mike Jack when I'm walkin
Bitch I live on the moon
Mike Jack off them drugs
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