Lyrics:
[Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers cover]
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin
The trees flew by, me and jack
Slam all the shutters get me my noose
It's time to kick back some of that jungle juice
I take my medicine ice-cold and black
Dispensed so freely by
let me twos that (twos that)
Big rambizy by my side, fuck his Canada Goose
Man, I'll rip right through that (woosh)
The way I swing my blade
of watching it go by, sitting on the fence
Tonight is the night when we get to rebel
When the finger pulls the trigger and the clock strikes 12
The truth hits
like any other?
Name in the book that's been compiled
I'm on a next thing I can not be labelled
Placed in a box like jack
You try count me out I come
makin' me more hungry and anxiously
To get mine and sit by more cake than bakeries
The Godz clique, we make hits but different from all of these artists
TASCAM billin', chillin', and pillin' and dealin' with niggas like penicillin needle
I'm known as the slang buster
Hit ya with the world trade of loops
the cops they don't obey the law
And if you ain't catch on by now, I ain't even tryin' to say no more
[Chorus: x2]
Shorties be wildin'
I don't give
to stay alive
Because we gotta do or die, do or die, do or die
I roll around with big straps, I like to bust caps
Make money, hit the pussy, and bomb ass
me
grabbing hold of me and tightening its grip
tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans
which look great on me by the way
When I get
niggas straight into a heart attack
Life is like a relapse
Can you see that?
My name is Jamie Madrox, represented by the bat
Dark night, dark skies
The weather's colder, but the word jacket/jack it
Is what they did to people's styles, not what they covered they backs with
Tactics of the skill impaired
No
Smoked my first cigarette
Always around foos that smoked bud but didn't hit it yet
I Remember gettin drunk off my very first bud light
Damn what
a guru
they want to hit you back
just to see if your shit is black
jack is back with the facts
and the truth
and nothing but the truth
By Gumo® In
like familiar family members
What's that? You'se frontin hard but in your heart you know you tender
Slender, the chance of you slidin' by fakin' jacks
twins in this shit
Like piano keys, two junkies, we'll be right back
(White-black)
And if you hit me, Stak gone feel it, dawg and Blac won't like that
and waitin'
Forward, to lettin' the music, will let me ride"
Rebel Music, Rebel Music's on my side always (it's what I keep by my side)
Live in the ghetto,
and waitin'
Forward, to lettin' the music, will let me ride"
Rebel Music, Rebel Music's on my side always (it's what I keep by my side)
Live in the ghetto,
Smoked my first cigarette
Always around foos that smoked bud but didn't hit it yet
I Remember gettin drunk off my very first bud light
Damn what
hit her off with some loot and shit
don't forget the kicks I already got flicks
Big Ice hid the bricks from see-76
homocide thieves are ready to blitz
Ayo, check it
The power's in the information
Not in that bullshit, fly by
Now you a slave to the hype
Fraudulent fuckery I ain't takin'
Streetz'll
Close to a decade of my life would fly by
School friends and I, we remain distant
They remained pissed off and twisted
Think they mad at me 'cause
butt
Butt crust and scabs, even secretions too
There's a lot of weird people that
Live in the world we do
They jack off in they rides
While watchin'
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