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Brace yourself it's kind of gory
Jack and Jill were popping pills
Flying high to catch the thrills
Goldilocks took Papa's gun
And loaded bullets one by

I get them bags for the low fasho you know it's jack city
Pittsburgh Zo I run the whole city that right Mouth full of slugs I keep a pocket rocket

Thuggz Bunny
(Show 'em what you fuckin’ with)
Jack Rabbit
(Show 'em what you fuckin' with)
Oxy Cottontail
(Show ’em what you fuckin' with)
Doc Sipps,

Last Man Standing

EPMD

Back in Business [Clean]

1997

that neck, not playing with a full deck 

Make a nigga sweat below the waist line by my johnson 

Where my tools kept, who I be? The code name PMD

Light the stage with glow, a neon light show
Day or night I know

Revving my motor
Still a lover and a hoper not Batman nor the joker
Caught by

know it will pay (know it will pay)
We make like 10 hits a day, We make like 10 hits a day (We make like 10 hits a day)
I gotta stay on my grind (grind),

It was Saturday last week
I was hangin' out at Johnson's Creek
We were partyin' in my van
When we were hassled by the man

Jammin' to Foghat

niggas and me releasin
Bone and CD's
With money steady increasin
For houlagans like me
Money by all means
Smokers gone pay for daytons
Smokin on collard

Johnson how I'm pulling up, I'm finna hit those

SQAD killer still kill a bitch
Nigga if he ain't got my scrilla up
Hit a nigga with tha tec or tha dillinger
And make sho we ain't gittin up muhafucka

Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
And take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want
As long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy

the Glock can't solve
This a hit it circulate it revolves back around till all you niggas fall
Team in motion no we never gone stall
Walking tall two by four

Als m'n zoontje kom yes

Track 4, produced by SRNO & $hirak

M'n jongen, zit je goed daar?
SRNO (Ah, hah) jack $hirak

Vijftig koppen cash en vijftig

be misguiding the youth 
You in the circle yeah stuck inside a loop

Written by
Sean Johnson

leave em at home
Bitches hit my jack and ask to hit they backbone
Like I chiroprac shit I just crack and I'm gone
Before they hit the lights on
Got a new

blessed but yes I'm balling
Hit my Jack make em jump like Jordan
Keith in the cut get a touch he scoring
Flights with the fam go up I'm soaring
I ain't even

days I would give a call and they won't pick up
Now they all blowing my jack wonder what switched up
Live by the code then you die by it simple and plain

Adam are you blacked out 
Homies finna tap out 
Jack abouta pass out 
Pass the Jack and act out 
Man I'm bouta yack now 
Keep the fucking sound down

Byker Hill

Martin Carthy

Swarbrick

1976

done well by me

Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more

Byker Hill

Dave Swarbrick

Swarbrick/Swarbrick II

1996

done well by me

Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more

Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your

Mami you miss me don't you?
Haters wish you? could hit me don't you?
Heh, you should call me uncle
I understand I'm back by popular demand
That new

nigga, bitch
She ain't mad she that nigga, bitch
Glock .40 run up and get hit
Turn up on 'em, foe'nem be lit
Miss a shot, bend a block through they

the right fruit to my calamato 
Take your driving by the water cruising on 24's 
Yeah real slow
So slide that bill over the counter 
Late night in the hour I