Lyrics:
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong
in peace, Jack and Bobby Kennedy, let it be
Where did Amphetamine originate? It's man made
The war on drugs is just a motherfuckin band aid
rivers
Filled our veins with frenzy
We could tear up the floors
And find all the things we'd ever lost
And the fire burns in our jack boots
So we chase
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don't know where it's flowing
I took a wrong
La la la lalala la [13x]
Jack's okay
And he's back okay
He's alright
Let's shout
Make a fuss scream it out.
Jack is back
now, everyone sing,
in our
Jack's okay and he's back okay
He's all right, let's shout, make a fuss, scream it out
Jack is back now, everyone sing in our town of Halloween
take me
You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpe of Jack Kevorkian"
Go 'back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in
I'm livin'
Cats on charge?
Well I ask you can I kick it?
Well that's the magic ticket
I'm the usher in the theatre, Screenin' Jack Slater
It's my never ending
line go flat
In that ash-gray Beamer we'll be callin' that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife bitches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best
through my mind
Stop the clock, see I'm runnin' out of time
And as I, tell myself, I'm a changed man
Dressed in black out to jack me a game plan
Will you care for me or stare at my phantom limb
I'm heading out and you're staying in tonight
Jack on my tongue, cheap oration
Eyes like brush fire
flesh
Unaware that death is at door
The family of four are victims of gore
Stuck their heads down into the food basket
They were found in caskets
takin' fed chances No advances, money in my pockets
Came from Pussy Packs and Hand to Handing These niggas wanna fuck a scammin' rich bitch
I put you in
the z-zone
And my money ain't never g-g-g-gone
Yeah 187 in the motherfuckin' house
Peace to my niggas, Black Jack
Y'all in the motherfuckin' house
Yeah, double cups, and I got the bean, yeah
When I say bean, I mean beanstalk, you can call me Jack, yeah!
I was cruisin' in a Beamer
I was cruisin' in
be a starter in the game jack
B Double A my main man
Gunning straight to the top
Put in work and can't stop
Counting all of this gwap
Ridah Gang we
do a jumper jack
I'm in the scat, goin' so fast, yeah, gotta switch the gear again
Engine swap on the scat, I done turned this bitch to a demon
Two ps of the cream got the trap on ten degrees
Got a thick bitch doin jumpin' jacks and squats to get in her jeans
Bitch I was bringin Grey down
The art ain't left behind here
You n****s all jacks I'm a Moncler
Try to jack mine, got a minefield
All in the tongue
Calling to some
Sprawling is fun
Just
and learn to trust
One another, a quarter inch jack and a quarter inch Jack Daniels my brother
There's knowledge in songs I don't yet
Too busy tripping over
My name's Jack Strive, I'm 83
I sit in my house, just a-watchin' the TV
Yeah, I look outside and see the kids tear my lawn
Little punks - don't
So long honey it's over it all has to end
Jack's Queens and aces wild nights in the middle of nowhere
Takin it all in letting it go roll it on down
Fisherman
Fisherman on the rocks with a castline in his hand
The jacks are jumping high saying "catch me if you can"
Call the seabirds from the sky,
Ballin' on these niggas in the court like I'm Kyrie Irv
And the jacks so fast to the fuckin' curve Man, I gotta choppa with a beam, it hits so dumb
Shawty
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