Lyrics:
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
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
Through it all, by the grace of God
[Brian Johnson:]
When breath grows still and night draws near
I will not be afraid
I know the plans He has for me
Don't
the little wasteman
Didn't clock it?
Shut up! Movement DVD! Don't get it twisted
Representer bRAP!
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch, big up Ghetts
Dun know
Worry Free that's how imma live and that's how imma go
Crazy cause you never really know how life gone go
Worry Free
Yo!
Just another Treyvon Martin
punk? You living foul
Here's what my game is, here is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name is
Jack the Ripper
Jack-Jack-Jack
and the sun went down
Of course we're never ever gonna know
But that doesn't bothers me
I just had the thought while I was walking down
By the sea
Boris
raise no dummies, I dug her rap!
Cut me some slack, Jack! Chump don' want no help, chump don't get da help!
Say 'e can't hang, say seven up!
Jive-ass
mansyn the only competition for shady...
Scramble
Man's sins is why competition is just Shady and I'm..
Never mind back to you
Like demons volleying brains
priceless, I treat you the nicest, we could be
We could be locked in, singing Jack Johnson
No nine to five o'clock in, drop top shopping
Not caring what
said to me, "Son
The age of the Antichrist has just only begun"
Air Force One comin' in through the gate
Johnson sworn in at 2:38
Let me know when
Please take me into a tavern so I can drink cll that I can drink
Satan said sure with a smile in a wink
See Stingy Jack drank whiskey by the bottle
Wyclef Jean with Spragga Benz
You know I got the reggae mix but this ain't complete
Know what I mean? To all the girls I cheated on before
Right
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
picked up and the sun went down
Of course we're never ever gonna know
But that doesn't bothers me
I just had the thought while I was walking down
By
can get things done
She said I've never seen his face
But there some things a woman knows
I don't get carried away
By lonesome shadows or fading echoes
What you watching
LSD TV
You're watching LSD TV
The devil's soul
The devil's soul
The devil's soul
Always at the crossroads Jack Johnson's flow
gangsta shit
Late night
Deeper and deeper
They don't know who they fucking wit
Dead bodies with a funky smell
Throw 'em in the ocean
Jack the fo' up
and the sun went down
Of course we're never ever gonna know
But that doesn't bothers me
I just had the thought while I was walking down
By the sea
Has Mr Boris
up a rock and
It totalled my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for the valley?
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
into space over at the Jack of Hearts
Well, I know I've seen that face somewhere
Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up
Yeah, aye aye
Lil Tytan back with fuckin Bobby Johnson bitch, yeah
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
This is fuckin murder, aye
This is
at the Jack of Hearts
"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But
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