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doin' jumping jacks
I'm like a fucking lion out the jungle
If a nigga try me, I'mma drop 'em
If he wanna go by me, I won't stop 'em
I'm fucking with

Me and My Shadow

James Caan

Funny Lady [Arista]

1975

And the parlor lamps begin to glow
Jim and Jack and John
Put their slippers on
They're all set but we'restill on the go
So lonely
Me and my shadow
Strolling

I'll Be Damned

Buckshot

The BDI Thug

1999

at my team
Entrepreneurs gettin publishin, raw on tour, no rubbishin
Swan drops nukes by law, where we at wit this
Everywhere you see them four byes
Low

when the lights down
Geez, let a nigga breath
My little nigga breeze told me that these niggas is weak
As the weeks go by, a nigga move closer
The closer

human being
I know where you sleep, so don't make a peep
Close your eyes, don't peek
(Sweet dreams)

Hello Jack o'lantern
How the hell have you

up, until it's all Frosted Flakes

Bag it up hustle, and sell these packs	

Counting these stacks, by moving these snacks

Some dough is sour, so watch

on these beats

And it started with caskets

But I ain’t talking rest in piece

Felt like I found magic

Like Jack with the bean

And you can  turn on your

Wanna talk 'bout plays we could run one
Never got phased by the top ones
They always say that I'm someone
I'm so and so and so's lost son
Like blood,

house, give her hay and all the fixens. 
Call the dogs back, washing eggs in the kitchen.
cfter all that, gotta go and make a livin. 
Imma husband

still pissed off like "These ain't poached eggs"
Hey sorry baby but I ain't no chef
And by the way, your stir fry's ain't so spesh
Then I gapped up

W3 ENT Wanted World Wide
Man we born to win, born to win
Whatever the circumstances, by any means,
We born to win
We would of never made it this

W3 ENT Wanted World Wide
Man we born to win, born to win

Whatever the circumstances, by any means,
We born to win

We would of never made it

Life gon eat you up and spit you out just like you soul food
Nigga always rattling nobody to go too
Looked up in the mirror and I seen all this old

są go głodne
Kiedy widzę surowe mięso wrzucam je na grill
Rap muzyka nienawiści kij w gniazdo żmij
Katusze haki na stołach flaki dłoń daj mi
Chodź

a down south chic raised on butter and grits
And I'm bout my hustle bout to get all I can get
Cuz I ain't trying to work for 5.50 at Jack in the Box
I was

with toxic sperm invaders (Uhhh)
(Celph Muthafuckin') the boy's an animal
I'm known for makin shit go down like a toilet handle
I done ran thru a check

You can only go so long runnin' wild in the street
Stay grounded if you're flyin' by the edge of your seat
Bring something to the table if you're

Them Bottles Jack
I Tell Them Hatas Bye Twist It Hard And Throttle Back
What They Talking Dollas? We Gotta Lotta That
Cash Money Million Now Go

you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the buddha tye
I'm rocking well like

Samowystarczalny może kopię sobie grób
Sześć stóp pod ziemią zapomnę co to ból
Setki prób większość wyszło odkąd strachu się wyzbyłem
Znaczy umiem go pokonać dzięki

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

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

the ladies walk by
They go in the store and
Touch every product inside
I say nobody sees it and they
Act like it's a long shot
Is there a pubic hair floatin'

a dollar)
Now it's hakuna matata (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got her straight outta Prada (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I took lil' baby down by the water (yeah)
Pockets