Lyrics:
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Hangin' with the killers in
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
man fall down
Like to see a black man drown
Jack Johnson beat Jim Jeffries, till there weren't nothin' left
And every time he'd throw a punch
man fall down
Like to see a black man drown
Jack Johnson beat Jim Jeffries, till there weren't nothin' left
And every time he'd throw a punch
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Don't steal my energy I won't let you get a fraction
Jack Johnson with this action
No cap we the pack from the left
and scholar
If you ain't up on it you gotta
Fall to the back of the line
Hear this rhyme, cause I'ma say it one more time
It's Jack's theme song that KRS made
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
Your batter bitter buy some better butter bitch
Betty bopper bopping on my magic johnson better get her bruh
Yo' jack and seem then pop your pill
Me
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Johnson
Not into dad jokes
But I’m tuff like bronsen
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo
I pop Pineal glands
Not cherries
Still a virgin
And merry
Cause I’m rollin
Has Boris Johnson ever abused
The things he was given by the people he used?
As he climbed up to the top of that hill
To find himself at the foot
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
Bullets blow bad, brother, back to back, I slam
Bread and butter, break beats to Bamm-Bamm
Jump off the gym before I jack my johnson
I jam like Janet,
his line
So she begins to tell him how she has no place to live
The nigga she left him for started hustling out the crib
Till they Ran up her spot wit
at the club
He got love
On drinks grub
And the whole nine
Only time he went in his pockets
Was in the entry line
But later down the line
Let's peep A's
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
irrelevant like ready made fish that was left in irregular temperatures, my temper Shows
Step out of line and you'll get frozen
By cold shoulders
I mean my
please be a vacuum...
I live to be the shit and imma die the Shit I hope heaven gotta bathroom...
I fall asleep and wake up baffled at an abandoned banner
You look just like how I'ma be
Sacred geometry
In a line, in a line, in a line, in a line, in a line
Three angels in kind, on time, go straight,
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
Down at Johnson's Creek
The trees grow tall
Like a man who feeds his soul on Your word
And I can look in the water
I can see the stars fall
tail
There's no bail, not thinkin bout jail
All the ends, are justified by the means
When Jack's on the scene
Track the movement, don't lose it
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