Lyrics:
Reds of some kind
Likе Allen and Milton and Dwight
Joe McCarthy is dead so Jack Ash instead
Leads the anti-Communist fight
U s reds he has found swarming
the goo pack stretch out a hundred acres
David take the pack let's play hot potato
Kratom extracts my cup is stained up
Nice arrangement bullshit
Regione
Jack Regione
Regione
Fuck Regione
Regione
Fuck Regione
Regione
It's MELSD, and I'm back in the scene
Gonna make a movie, shooting stars like
off your ass
Vengeance is back in style
I'm David Makalaster
Your ten o'clock newscaster
And perhaps you didn't
Hear me right
I'm David
knockin' boots 'til she's 14K'd
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back, just knockin'
need
Is holdin' someone's hand as you walk through town
I started hanging around with Dino
He used to run a poker game back east
Now he has a little
And life drifts slowly by in the provinces
Peter Foster goes to Gloucester for his first school day
Bites his teacher, sees a preacher and is taught
And thinner yet
In all your slight
Wondering
When will you die
Oh Ruby Jack
Will you ever
Come back
Ruby Jack
Is coming back
Oh Ruby Jack
Will you ever
Come
This ain't the NBA, I ain't havin' a ball
Every day is a trip, but I ain't trippin'
Watch my back and don't start slippin'
Money won't talk, but it
answer me,
Is this your justice ?
Violets won't change this
Hey we gonna jack this city now
(just do it)Shake up the vibe
Hey you wanna jack this
rough
Cause' you're not rough
(This is the one that Jme made)
Mana' grown up like David Spade
But me and my daughter make daisy chains
Buy Sarah
run a hundred laps, you niggas taking break have fun with that
Straight drop keep coming back, got the digital scale doing jumping jacks
Tryna make
The Champion
Donald: Welcome back on this glorious sunday afternoon
for the final round of the Enbuary classic.
The legendary Champion is now
of herbs we smoke
I know I'm kinda crazy and I need to relax
But these cats are like the DJ keep bringing me back Jack
This is Freddy Laps I'm never faking
BY THE LOST SOULS
(LOST SOULS)
MY JACK LBJ IT GET ALL CALLS
(ALL CALLS)
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALL FOH
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALLLL FOH
BACK
MOTIVATED BY THE LOST SOULS
(LOST SOULS)
MY JACK LBJ IT GET ALL CALLS
(ALL CALLS)
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALL FOH
BACK TO THE CRIB SHE ON ALLLL FOH
BACK
[Hook - David Banner] Repeat 2x
Now if these boys want war, talk to me now (Repeat 2x)
Lay it down motherfucker, lay it down you bitch (Repeat 2x)
[Chorus: Bizzy]
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap
on the floor
Curled up in the corner can't take no more
Armies of food invade my sleep
Led by lasagnas ten inches deep
My head is pounding my heart is
[Pastor Troy & David Banner]
(Hahaha) Yo yo (Bone Crusher)
Ya'll know what time it is!
Yeah nigga, this your boy Pastor Troy
Check it out, I'm a tell
David Banner
Like to end this song by saying all praises is due to God
God first, yaknowimsayin, music second
Yo peace out to my little god-son Lil' Ju
This is the house that Jack built y'all
Remember this house
This was the land that he worked by hand
This is the dream of an upright man
There was
in I'm back
Little bitch wanna suck dick from the back
I put the stick to your lips
And you speaking real dry
I can't help but say your shit is chapped
as much as you motherfuckin' want but)
The art of not fightin' back was brought to us by Christianity
That was given to us by our oppressor
So you
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