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just feel better
And all by myself, I feel better
Nothing matters no!
Far away from home
On a lonely road
I’m leaving all behind
Settling my mind
My Jack

back, run it back (back)
I'm the rapping Jack Black (black)
Making this song with a Mac (Mac)
I'm working hard while you slack (*snore)

Finna go make it

the time for it
Brodie doing time ain’t trynna jack he trynna grind for it
Go against da grain you betta ask about the last one
Caught em by himself dat

won't let me stop, I always give in
I wonder if this counts as an addiction
I only get pleasure from masturbation
The clock ticks by
There's nothing left

would kill for recognition 
I just try to find my way around 
Nothing really matters it's all washed by muddy waters 
I'm still looking for some solid

I went down to the studio and asked for Lyric Jack
They told me that he had to go, and don't expect him back
I said, "I only need one line and Jack

probably blocked but
Used to have nothing used to trap it by the store
Look at me now you prolly drown my wrist on froze
Straight up outta Bed-Stuy, real war

Hello

Unlinked Artist

Pop Hits, Vol. 70

1998

being
Trigger Happy Jack
You're gonna blow
But I'm gonna get off 
before you go
My Trigger Happy Jack is just a
drive by a go-go

And after awhile

this world, I don't abide by them
And for food, my fam need the fine options
We gone stop all these noodles and hot pockets
Find another income, we are

Hairpin triggers snuff one by one like foursquare

Twists in my head, twist your spine until you're dead
Twisted in the head, twist the Kneebone in your leg

RAP BATTLE! NORMAN BATES!
VS jACK TORRENCE!
BEGIN!

Norman Bates (Fel)
(Ehem) Would you mind not throwing
A fit in my business
With that grimace you

How they forget about Naz
Feeling like jack in the box
I hop out like surprise
Only thing big is your pride
Ain't talking simba you nola
Way deep

The things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in my city)
It's the things, that's on my mind
When I be sliding by, in my city (in

Psycho

Eminem

Before I Self Destruct

2009

on the stretcher
'Cause I come into ICU to see you off to Heaven
The system I done been through it, there's nothing new there to me
They lock me up, they let me

Child of the Streets

Clover

Unavailable

1977

floor, three room apartment
Where everything in it's paid by the state, but there's never enough
While down on the street, wind blows the trash 'cross

nothing will ever
Make me feel like that
So I lay back
And drown in a bottle
A bottle of Jack

Now I've given in
To my imagination
Lost scared and confused

You lie to me i dont know why Girl
And im supoose to jack the fact That you be my girl
Your not an angel you a devil in Diguise girl
I was too blind

And they talk like we ain't on nothing
Till we hop out like peekaboo
I done biz by the sea,
I took a trip down South with my Killy
Eddie try ask for a extra

You lie to me i dont know why Girl
And im supoose to jack the fact That you be my girl
Your not an angel you a devil in Diguise girl
I was too blind

of my time, -I 
Everytime, -I
Get the feeling cause you mine, -I
Everytime, -I 

Everytime you hit my jack
Nah I aint missing that
I hit you back

Really wanna feel nothing
As time goin by
You gone see
Who the real ones
Drako
Glock
Tec
Play bout mine
You getting stretched
Shawty dont want sex
She just

I'm grinding, whip the load that's each and everyday
I'm wit the shits you know that's each and every way
I'm gone off of that purp
Them Jack boys

Tell Em 
Let me Tell Em where we at 
In my motherfucks section, Yea It's Like That 
You Just mad cause u Can't do Jack 

Siickem

Ay
Welcome to my

and ya rather fake
Clone babies to eat to dinner, then to either
A cheap place like either a Denny's or Spencer's
But nothing too exquisite
Cos if you keep