Lyrics:
soon came across a butcher.
“I am off to sell the cow.” said Jack
“I will give you these magic beans in exchange for your cow,” said the butcher
Nope, cause I ain't Lethal the B nah, Jamie
Everybody wants to be 1
It's easy for me to MC
But it's not the same for everyone
And just 'cos you see me MC
machines looking for the light
Squaddies grunts and filth sip pepsi-cola wait to fight...
The bricks of our world
That you cover in plastic
Will sail
People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish
Jones
You better give it up for the original individual
In the skies so open your eyes surprise
I fade 'em all like Jamal
I'm standin' tall with my back
(Yeah, yeah)
You can hear the syllables when I rap fast (Yeah)
Feeling incredible (Aye, aye), call me Jack Jack (Yeah)
Carry beats, think I need a backpack
he answers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up to smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And then Jack will
he answers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up to smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And then Jack will
he answers
Sandy Claws will be no more
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up to smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And then Jack will
As Allen and Milton and Dwight
If more you would know of this Jack Ash credo
See the Blue Book, the Black Book, the White
If you do you will find wе're
All
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
(woo)
Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop (y'all couldn't)
I ain't got no rap friends left 'cause all the shit I pop (I don't)
And if y'all know
'cause growin up I was never the logical one,
Packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
With a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped,
I
Written by George Jones and Jack Ripley
Just a few of my favorite lies . . .
Lately I don't even miss her
Yes it's true, out of sight and out
I'm just hunting son
For that victim once
I get em under the spell
We cross the line
Will you give your soul, body and mind
To the dark side for
Picture us married, you and me what?
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
I remember the first time, girl you and me
This ain't no sucker-for-love shit
This ain't no
a sponsorship
If I tell you some shit better honor it
Goofy little nigga stabbed me in my back
I can't wait to show him what the karma is
All of the struggle
That
Can't control the feeling got a jones for you
Wait 'til I get home to you
Need the type of nigga that can grow wit' you
Fuck around and drop all
as a legend
Jack-a
Jack-a
If you never touch a racket once again
You will still love by millions of children
Who will tell their friends?
How they take you
've been down so low just to get me up by drinkin' anything I can find
But now when they say Jones what are you on I just smile and say, loveshine.
I found
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
set free, by Me
You're so close to being set free, by Me
As Power of Attorney, I'm asking for a log of all your calls to me
I've made my position
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