Lyrics:
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
a liquid nitro-gas spiller
Psycho slash Michael Myers, Michael Jack's "Thriller"
Rifle slash knife faggot that's your "Cop Killer"
As a yougin, I was beat
peace of mind, jack
We can take a loss, we gon' get it right back
We can take a loss, we gon' get it right
We can take a loss, we gon' get it right,
and it was piss all
On the staircase so we stepped it up, they was pissed off
'Cause you turn a hope that into a cold fact
They watch them dirty Bo Jack's
So call, competitors have no wins
I laugh at MC's who call me wack
You ordered, and now I'm gonna serve you, Jack
We're respected by all, treated
jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, salary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan
AS BRIGHT
COWBOY JACK CLEMENT BELIEVE YOU ME
SHARP AS A TACK PIANO KEY
THIS TOWN WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
NOW THAT HE'S GONE
IN SPITE OF WHAT ALL OF THESE
merry, I paint it black
Tonight they hang Jack
Tonight they hang Jack
When this killing season's opened,
I never say your name again
And if a smell
it's hitting for
Sip a little Jack, maybe blow a little 'dro
Love you from behind but I hate to see you go
Oh
Come on give me that green light
I take a shot of gin, a Jameson or Jack to start the morning off with a friend
I'll celebrate like it's the anniversary of the day that we first met
we gon' make them bitches dance
Cause we pop a rubber band
Used to jack, rolling up a jack
Shawty so thick, see her ass from the front
I’m
mind
And then she asks, was it beer, Jack, or Jim?
I know how you get, when you're with your friends
I reply Moonshine, as I head down the hall
Then
certain
The one I love
I'm through with flirtin'
It's just you I'm thinkin' of
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
Like Jack Horner
In
She was sittin' on a park bench
Feedin' pigeons on Beacon Hill
I was takin' my dog Jack out for a run
We had a little time to kill
I still
I pulled into the alley behind the liquor store
Turned out the lights, left the motor runnin' opened up the door,
I flashed a grin and said, Jack
bowlin'
And I clean up on the green
I got the Jack, the Ace, the King and Queen
You know, I like my women mean
Cause I'm a big time operatin'
Oh you gonna be trippin' bout this busta ass nigga
[Verse 1]
When he was on the streets he used to jack niggas
Ran around the project toting
Buy and die, or sell and be free
We are the new Jacks, this is our reality
Do unto others, leave no one alive
This is our creed, we will survive
explanation
Jim and Jack fallback reason that
I'm hungover, I ain't even had a drop to drink
Now I'm just kicking myself and wishin like hell
I could take back
Poor Old Jack"
But I never intended all this madness, never
And nobody really understood, well how could they?
That all I ever wanted was to bring
I'm all about my chips
Matter 'fact you need a jack-
Hammer just to dig me
Orange juice and DT people playa tipsy
It only seems like yesterday
Jack the lion roaring his last
Like a vision sent from the past
Bedside crying holding his hands
Strong hands
Finally get a moment alone with
That this is the end of the cat and mouse
Who dwelt in the house
Where the laughter rang and the tears were spilt
The house that Jack built
Where
top hat, one of the truest
Timin like my niggas up in east St. Louis
[B-Legit]
Jack be Daniels, Jack be swift
My niggas in the H-Town smoke
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