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what is you thinking?"
When I hit Henn' bitch fuck it, I'm swinging
Walk in the Nawf, you know that they banging
(You know I got to pull up

happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully

me hit the road

Hit the road jack, I wasn't kidding I mean really hit the road jack
You weren't with me at the struggle, not gon' be here

near the Folsom Road.

The baggage door opened, Black Jack was stunned,
Conductor Frank Harrington aimed a double shotgun,
The blast nearly tore off

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

to the Frozen Beef Pies at BONEY'S MARKET. (Others say he was just a, just a) Still others say, John, piss on you, Jack! (crazy Italian) He's just a crazy Italian

Me and my crew in a little tour show 
Learned to flip the door with the money we've got. 
The blocks stay hot getting knocked it's on 
Till one by

Jack and Coke
Rollin on some and it's all homegrown
While we're dancin up dust down a red dirt road

Little messed up but everybody knows
Folks like us

a futon
But the truth be told
I'm thick font on point and bold
I break the mold, I bend don't fold
My soul has been controlled
By the creator
Hit a brother

stop-sign, cross-road, train and track
The whole town is owned by Big-Jack

Big-Jack, Big-Jack
Back-stabbin', low-down, two timing, Big-Jack
Fat cat, Big-Jack

You Know What I Mean

Too Short

Born to Mack

1989

the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from

to it)
I'm in the strip club (Strip club)
Coolin' with Chris (Copper Road Hitta)
Baddest one came up (Hi)
She hit a split (Wow)
Snap in the studio (I'm in

at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas

Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,

Can't look his killer in his face cuz we lost Jack to diabetes
We was on the road to riches but my niggas tried to beat me
Like John Cena I seen it

Big Fat Road Manager

The Arrogant Worms

Gift Wrapped: The Best of the Arrogant Worms

2002

the one who blocks the door
When the tax collecter comes by
The tour hits the road, he spends his day (Big fat road manager)
At an all-you-can-eat buffet

her fucking daddy
I said hit the road Jack and if you come back then them hitters blasting
You the opposition, catch me pissing in your fucking casket

drove a Mercury Cougar
I hit her with this maneuver
He just couldn't recuper'
I'm tryna stab one like Jack The Ripper
I'm tryna stab two like Jack

Jim

King Missile

The Psychopathology of Everyday Life

2003

writhing in agony, and just then Jack, Jane, and John (not me) walked by. But they didn't recognize him, so they did nothing. They could have saved him, but

race against my brethren
I just need a taste, a shot of Jack, it's like my medicine
Yeah, I'm heating up like I'm incandescent, made by Edison
Had

saved by John the Pope
The M, A, see and K, from Oakland, California
I'm Too $hort baby, no I don't play, I'm macking

Freak nasty, I like your dance

just throw me the right number
Northside outside you better keep your mouth quiet
Take em down in the water shawty got baptized
Crook by the book why

The Battle of Epping Forest

Genesis

Selling England by the Pound

1973

(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
Over East-End Protection rights)

Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -

That they tried to bait him in
If your not Eli the Prophet or the Christ Why you baptizing then
John hit em back without retreating
I baptize with water

that brought Versace
To the centerfold (‘sace)
Take off on the plug
I hit ‘em with the finger roll (yeah)
If you can buy the car then what
The fuck you

Liquor, Addy, and weed, only law we abide by
Rap game Jack Black, Lil Lebowski, just some dudes who abide high
Juice be loose off the Belaire, I be