Lyrics:
Nineteen-hundred-sixty-four
We were kids, didn't know about the war
Still wasting time in school
There were Joe and Sue, Jack and Jim
A couple
know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
But now it's too late you've wasted all your time
Relax while you're closing
Inn, Howard Johnson
Me and two friends like Charlie Bronson
Locked up in a suite in between sheets
Gang bangin' top nothes, huh
I'm the bossiest
$hort baby, I don't play that jack
One young tender lost all hope
Slapped her in the face with my dunkey rope
Another young sucker tried to front my
the power like Jack Johnson
So you'll never see my greatest hits on mix tape
Cuz if you see my greatest hits, they'll be sent to your face
M'guaranteed
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Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin
I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me, baby
But no, it's too late, you've wasted all your time
Relax while you're closing
(Suitcase in my hand)
No, shit, what's this
(Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest)
Fucking faggot Johnson
(Jack, sweet Jane, I'm in a rock'n'roll
and then I fleed
You brought a army, I brought me
I brought a floatie, you brought a fleet
Best of seven, its a fuckin' sweep
I win by 20 every time we meet
Bizzy Bone (Chorus):
Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves,
Ready to pap you if we have to, daily,
Stalkin gat-foo's, walkin' jack moves,
Ready
killed without a check
Know I'm Jack the Ripper, and I'm coming for your neck
Yeah
Killing by seventy, we put em to rest
That body ain't cold when it's in
At the sound of the tone, the time will be twelve A.M.
Ready in the intro, cue up the Serch-lite
Point us to the center stage (I'll grab
election
I watched as they wielded coercion and deception
But by the time Coke reaches Huntsville, Smithwick hangs dead in his cell
EPILOGUE
It seems
I think I like ice cream, Pajama Jack to
They give me headaches, just the way that you do
I scream, you scream, maybe it's a bad dream
Double scoop
the whoopty-whoop
You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you
I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth
I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power,
didn't take it?
What do you think I'm going to do with a jack
One of your friends has got it - all the time, they're traipsing through this place
One
Look in the mirror we gone scream holla records (murder man)
that's my homies that be screaming in the grave yards
Ughhhhhhhh Scream its wicked out
saw him
I saw him
Laughing
I could hear them
Laughing
Alive
I could hear them
E. A. Poe
And Johnny Johnson
If you dial in
They're calling
her-
Don't give a fuck, that was just us (hoo)
2017 when I walked in the foyer
And the first thing I said when I first got done by the Jacks
"Go talk
the dinero
It will fly in your direction like an arrow
You gon scream my name like I'm fucking Jack Sparrow (Jack Sparrow)
Haha, I'm your boss, babe and I'm
them fades
We don't need sticks when we chopping these blades
Been in this game I'm a Jack of all trades
You stay throwing shade but you can't get me
time to pause
Put em in the sky if you feeling like the boss
Am I a better rapper than Tic I wouldn't bet it
Am I a better rapper than Tock guess time
dead then
West Side niggas
He ain't showin no P
How many times he shot? About 50
Heard the boy scream way in the Dec
And I found his body stuffed in
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