Lyrics:
Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me
Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me
of our own kind wit nines
The white man pimp us everyday and we don't mind
Crack kills the mind, but life kills the soul
And your time to go, is somthin'
you
Better kill that white boy"
And I don't know what race you are
You straight trash
We ain't in the same weight class
Plus you look like you wearin'
Yeah
You rocking with the Talk of New York Tony Yayo
Shady Aftermath and Soul Assassins
Here we go
Niggas know what I'm about out here (here)
damn, we just swapped, sittin' back lookin' at shit, wow
I'm like, "My skin, is it startin' to work to my benefit now?"
White America
I could be one
Luckliy married to this .45 under my fuckin seat
Talkin bullet pistol solid shootin never shook me
You boys can't hook me, listen to what the hook be
ma, I’m a mu’fuckin’ rap star
Everywhere I go, I’m accepted, like a Black Card
You can tell, by the way that I go hard
I ain’t gotta say it, I’m your
get that shit L rockin
I don't take of in jets i got umbrella we Lpoppin
Catch em slippin Outa breath
Take his chest and we L rock em
How who what
him heat up
I'm from 1300 Block we got 1300 shots
Might be posted by yo spot trynna pop a nigga top
Walk down on em with this Glock nigga give me what
never had to have
Society forcing us to teach our children how to act
And I fuckin hate it it's only because we're black
But I'll do it if that means
a lonely cabin with a son by another man
Five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
As long as a woman can
I don't know what changed my
family, my brother, my geezer, my akhis)
It's just me and my brothers
Yo, it's death before dishonour
It ain't just a saying, that's a rule we live by
fuckin into me!
Plus she was a virgin!
So this one time me and lazaan was smoking a zol
There by dj hi-tek's crib
When she says to me, "can't we be
drawn by Shirt Kings
I been fuckin' they hustle, married to a racket
Since the first Air Jordan's and Starter jackets
I slept with a package, under
I'm the Kane, you said "Oh yeah
That brother that used to rhyme on stage with Biz
Oh, he's def," you know what time it is
But this time I'm not
on the show come on lets take, man shit if you can say skeet on the radio, you know what's so dope about skeet, white people don't know what it means yet, when
weed on me
No need guard me
I'm what you need probly
We teach robbery
(chorus jim jones)
We ride in that east side
Please roll up my weed high
We ride
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
hard to come by
And, you need to know someone just to get inside
That's one hell of a predicament
Even with a degree, you can't predict what's to be
We
Like this!
Fuckin' they nose like this
It's like this
Like that? Like that
Like this!
These bitches in competition (what what)
But ain't gon'
wanted to be when I grew up
You know what I'm saying, and that's it for us
I was a big old white boy from
Tennessee that wanted to be a rap star
And that
bang)
Until I pull up, let it bang
I used to be a man of the people
Hit the clubs and mingle (what up?)
Used to dream one day I'd be fuckin' pink
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