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Man y'all know
Core
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Man y'all know
I'm hard
Aye
Written By: Rashanique Johnson, Rodney Johnson

Got me fucked up that's a misunderstanding
Got the Glock by the Johnson I shoot like Stanley
Shoot a lil jumper like Johnson
Say that I'm broke boy stop

I've exaggerated my life so much, its drama. Spank Dwayne Johnson's butt and scream "I've hit the rock bottom"
I'm sorry, its just me, i'm never gonna

he gone by tomorrow
Send a hit to b********* he'll be gone by tomorrow
Navy seals shit we gone wet him up
Safety first masked up , man down
Button up

on venus it rains sulfuric acid
and the raindrops evaporate before they hit the ground

japanese red-crowned cranes by the water here

trouble in

Our social structures provoked strange desires
Then they tabooed their means of expression
I guess I hit the nail on the head
When absorbing a few

went separate ways
That sent Jack right up into a rage
Hit the bar
Met a girl Jill
Had a drink and a couple of thrills
Nine months later
In that elevator

the murder of a
Teen who, until last week
Was a missing person
Corbin Johnson was last seen alive
In July of last year then last Friday
A man discovered

Firewater

Raekwon

Endangered Species

2001

stockbrokers who own Marriott's
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one 
Corner son, fake a jack, you

physique, I'll hit you back by the weekend
Yea, I'll hit you back by the weekend
New bitch 3 missed calls, want a meetin'
But I got my line DND, so don't

latchin
cool off cappin
paid off captain
by way fraction
Intellect yappin
black queen spazzin
she speak Latin
ain't no actin
prayer in action
got it


I got

We were killing the blues
With a bottle of Jack
Ouija board and shaky fingers
Digging Their Satanic Majesties Request
And tripping to a drugged up

by, weeks are farther
It's been a month and a half
Since I've talked to my father
Call from my brother, wondering how I was
Better question is who, why,

Loose Booty

Funkadelic

America Eats Its Young

1972

Loose booty

Eeny meeny miney moe
Catch a junkie by the toe
If he holler let him go
If he don't, do the loose booty
Loose booty
Skin it back

The starter says OK,
And THERE THEY GOOOOOO!

It's car number 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, jack.
Jack? Hit me again dealer.
Number 10 has taken a lead around

me up
Switch it up, I'll be right back
Pockets filled up with some racks
Hit the stu, I made some tracks
Fill 'em bottles up with jack
Haters trynna

I sent a bitch out to the slums
Band on cousin he out on bond
I got 2 girlfriends they kno I'm the 1
Shine two hard u cant look at the sun
I hit

Big Rardi but fit in a small Audi
I slid and put a hole in one like golf by me
I been running with my face half covered
Don't cough by me
Don't walk

up in traffic and riding same time
Johnson Ridge was cross and they was sliding
Shots fired at the Cadillac tryna catch me a body
Ask gangsta ask Fonzo

don't role model yeah I rap
I drank a whole bottle of Jack in the trap in the back
What's the deal Jack I'm swerving with the real batch
Take one hit make

Shut the Club Down

Girl Talk

Feed the Animals

2008

go zoom

I hit the club with a mug so mean
Got them niggas like who the fuck is that
Then I hopped up out the car so clean
Got them niggas like

A Report To The Shareholders / Kill Your Masters

Zack de la Rocha

Run the Jewels 3 [LP]

2017

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,

Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is

Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I

If she first car on the hit train
Then she double sixed in the dick game
N she boutta get double dicked at the Ritz stay
By young Louie and the homie