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materia loaded up 
Swing the sword slap it on my back
Trade of all no jack
Like my pearls in black 
Send all you niggas to Davey Jones
Curtain close

thuggin I ain’t never scared, all these new rappers is very weird, ain’t impressed by the shit that they let me hear, I done bled for this shit I done shed

Paquin
People keep talking, we finally doing numbers
I'm tryna be Donald Glover by the end of the summer
Anything less is a bummer, I won't be satisfied

the devil on my shoulder's been saying Jack, please behave
And the DPP want to see me caged 
But my lawyer is a weapon, we gon' beat this case  
Freedom has

just aim
Like a jack in the box
They can never put you down
There is, many of us
If you dare to look around
Like a clown in a circus
You got big shoes

a Mammoth
I'm an Animorph a phantom 
Villain from another planet 
Sick i hit em with the venom
Captain Jack I'm with da stick 
And on my hip i got a cannon 

plan to get it,
But all I really wants a damn percentage,
Don't understand my limits,
Boy I'm tryna be the man by Christmas,
Giving gifts,
Swisher like

I wish you Merry Christmas
I'm not playing by the rules 
They got me adiós
Why you gotta be so cold 
Please close the doors
Let me take you to a place

listened
Until i got pulled over like a fleece when its christmas
Always on a mission always following my visions
A nigga make money by design no

like a man with no backbone
Your fat dome couldnt make it on your Jack Jones
Your lady sippin' out the World Cup aint coming back home
Fresh like uh
Big

through my life
So I might have to do it on me jack jones(Jack jones)
They say ‘Morgan you’re doing so well’
But they still won’t share my tracks though

like Lord Nibbler
You can't score by yourself like you a poor dribbler
You ain't never spint in the McLaren, you a Ford whipper
Cream A&W, I turned it

pree up
I'm still old skool yeah you know how it goes
Do it on my JDs or my jack jones
Special, we rarer than jewels
Applying the pressures no problem

I'm a Fool

Soulja Slim

The Streets Made Me

2001

and snortin'
whodi don't give a fuck, 'cause they dealer got em gone
bout that foolishness, and gon' jack somethin' with they jones
they remind me of me, old

Damn, yeah, these niggas can't fuck with me
Where should I go
I want him to understand what paradise really is
Credit of Jacks, touch, thank God for

Now I'm feeling all was lost, how will I make it now?
Jarobi called said Christmas day he'd be exchanging vows
That made my day, 'cause shorty was

might miss
If ya 5th ain't
Launching rockets
Watch how I rock this
Mic I got this locked
Like bosses up north
Serving them life bids
The light is shining

on that Cactus
This shit lit Jack
More wavy than your favorite
Rappers wave cap
Punch a nigga
Like Jax from mortal kombat
If a nigga want smoke he get Cyrax

for meaning
Checking for it box by box
The world's a warehouse, endless boxes
Lots of words to search em up
This song is made up of three pieces

and the sunrise 
Do it by yourself if you want it done right
I don't see me losing in any scenario
clways make it out alive like Indiana Jones 
I don't need your

up, baby in a good way
You're trying to keep up, you sayin "Oh Dre"
And as you get on top I grip you by the hips
And I can see them cumming these is yo

started to resent life on this earth and all of its content
Came home from school feeling blessed, fourteen, had bare chicks obsessed
Greeted by a doctor,

records, though
Rah, ayy, look

Ask about Butch, I'm everywhere
But back home, i'm heavy here
For Christmas I'm gettin 'all my
Bitches Chrome Heart teddy

and almost lost too
But I was saved by Christmas spirit, and I swear that it's true