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This is the story of three little pigs And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white Thought everything he did was right,
yea Im not a new jack, yea In.my city. Not a new jack Not a new jack in the city, prince akeem wit that semi, got dat white girl like demi Imma turner
degrees in December That's why the years go by so fast It seem like yesterday I used to Sport that pleather MCM member Tryin' to be a jack boy, me, Mark
the mine, Lord, Lord I'll get it from the man in the mine Well John Henry went to the Captain Said the captain, what can you do I can hoist a jack, I can lay
died Oh they took John Henry to the White House And they buried him in the sand Every locomotive come roarin' by Says there lies a steel drivin'
little white kids to jack I stopped wearin' blue, wasn't trippin' on red Too busy squabbin' with the skinheads Stupid questions, distract the class
accepted the baloney and trash And it's only a mask Worn by a character who wants what you have He thought I bought his ticket to this station Because
threats Send them back Anthrax Can't handle that Now way they prepared for that Turn the whole city upside down Over white powder like new jack
the world go by and my thought connect I think about the time past and the time to come Reminisce on Bed-Stuy when I was spry and young I used to try
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
brain, a clean thought 3 decades later i picked up the pen The charades was over i was born again From a slave to the jack of all trade No mental
autograph on a napkin? Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then "Thanks, dawg, name's
goddamn autograph on a napkin? Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of tissue Yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then "Thanks, dawg,
to me 'cause my true love was poetry White was good and bad was black but black was just a massa lackey Built for that B. Nimble Jack and I'd like
immigrants Jack you for your paper stack Rob you of your innocence Taping of the scene of crimes Swabbing for my fingerprints Thought about my life You
stupidity By the way, you gangsters should know One of your victims was a three-year-old girl Well, you gang members, you Still don't get it, do ya? (With
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
rather be poppin we rocking I thought that you knew this I'm politicking with this chicken wondering if I'm a creep Lil hoodrat bitch from South Philly
Verse 1- Step in the club with my air force one's In the back of the club I got air force guns Full of that red, white, and blue - I'm +Amped Up+
Wyte with some rednecks Crawlin' up in that box Chevy Same size as a truck (Ah yeah) Call it candy painted twice White god damn bulls It's gotti always
(verse 1) Yo I got contacts in my jack I don’t remember making Stunting since a youngin, didn’t know my limitations Limitless no stimulus check I
tomorrow Who's That peeping in my window Pow... nobody now Rooted in my black thoughts things fall apart when we leave Seldom it seem I which the throne
and die gracefully Be anti-ran-by-agency and be anti-white-man-violating-me (get 'em high) Seen it all, life is a bitch, I'm stuck in a crystal ball
that, punk? Yo man, whassup with the jack move fool? I ain't got no money man What you aimin that pistol at me for man? Ay man, why don't you go
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