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come with a price tag, when I step on ya block ima light it up, man a nigga been feeling like mike Jack, ya baby girl wanna ride with us, I be right

a man tump me
See if my batch won't slump him
Still wrap a man on my jack jones
Watch how I turn an opp boy into dumplings
Ain't gotta ask shosho if he's

Lyca

Swarmz

Lyca

2018

stepping on my toes)
And I don't wanna jump in a hoop with the goons
I can do it on my own
(I can do it on my Jack Jones)
Baby see my phone, yeah that's

pulling up my jack jones
I said I like
How the wind it whistles
They go I'm bending back bone
Don't you just live
The nightly visuals
Said baby I love your

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

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

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

Hehl auf die Ware, ich kauf' sie
Fick' Jack and Jones, mois
Ich geh' mit Haft auf die
Goethestraße, Louis-Vuitton-Store
Zahl' die Kollektion bar,

catch a flow
Julio Jones with and open throw
Imma score
Oh
Not one to settle
Always gettin better
Tearing beats up like they a letter
Going into a 75

how hard it hits
Couple cigarillos, cup of jack, that's my Starter kit
Now I'm west coast working on a top 100 hit
You could say I made it here but I

Nicky"
I watch you as you moan and groan
Taking every inch of the new Jim Jones
Your eyes start to water, you bite your lips on your pretty face
You say

it kind of took me by surprise
First time I seen your pumpkin head, it kind of took me by surprise
I swear I wasn't staring, mama.  It's just my eyes

hu...i said come to my sunday service
nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
the niggity nasty Jim Jones
boot ya in the head,
steal toes

X

Liberty X

X [Bonus Tracks]

2005

Don't wanna run 
Don't wanna hide 
There's more to us that meets the eye 
We do what we have to 
We do it in style 
This has to be our time 

Rap By Jack

legit
It's '81 and Indiana Jones is the shit
Activision in it's wisdom, yo
It fell for a pit
A rip off that would lift off
It was swell for a bit
No-No-No

that I want any place that I go
You know I'm always in clean clobber
If that cunt is rocking Jack and Jones
Or a Diesel top, he's undercover copper

Jack, to conive a two fist
Blam to your chin Blam! to your soul
Now tell me who the player with the biggest balls
Rhymes hittin' like planet Rio, press

to bring rhymes
Rappers is dime a dozen like
The cars in Trading Times
This is the shit I'm
Not the ordinary cracker, i'm the Ritz
Step back Jack or collide

Painting my feelings
Don't paint me as villain
I wear the weight no cape on my Back
I'm ready and able and willing
For any dealings aces, jacks
Deal

to the heights Brooklyn in my bloodline
A couple joints hitting my jack this ain't a love line
Back when I was broke sitting on a mail box
Y'all wanted niggas who

on my window
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo, ballin'! (Skr!)
Got me feelin' like Jim Jones
I'm a pimp though, no limp though
Couldn't copy my

Nations for treasons and
Conquer their regions
Smash in their kingdoms and
Stomp on their leaders
Four figures of killers that's
Haunted by demons
Attacked

I'm not sure
Does anybody make trill shit anymore
All up in club surrounded by Michael Kors
Like do bitches even have real tits anymore
Bow 'till your

Well Let me know how this real if we living a lie? We used to hustle nickels & dimes, just to get by. Like if you need it hit my jack meet me