Lyrics:
get back and do some physical fitness
Jumpin' jacks, sit ups and push ups
Now pick up your brain
And come and lift up some heavy weights
Stupid, you're
alone
I'll never forget that smile on his face as his flame flickered, his heart still as stone
I see the blade rising up higher
It’s multiplied by your
on me wayne:
All I know is… stack loot, pack tools
If it’s bad then I’ll jack you X2
Got to get it grinding
Got to get it for the sake of cake
Never fake
Jordan now
Told him
Soon to be balling laying tracks like a futon
He said homie
You just got my shoes on
I rock Mic’s like
Jackson Jordan
Jordan Jack
arms locked with a suave buccaneer
Jack's breaking heart could be heard 'cross the south
All the way down to Atlanta
Fueled by a rage he struck them
Jack you shit on the fence.
But the fence, the fence, is owned by America.
Sit on the fence, owned by America.
They make no pretence, it's owned by
(The joke's on you, Jack ) --> L.L. Cool J
(Ha-ha-ha)
[ VERSE 1: Kid Capri ]
Oh you (you) started somethin new
Sorry, that is somethin that you're
off my ass jack
Get off my ass jack
I live another day
On your knees and prey
I'll make you wish you never met me at all
Never met me at all
hurt some memories and hard to ignore
I'm lyin I'm no angel walking right across your face
all this hurt by you will never find a single fuckin place
but
do
Gave you all I had ain’t no pleasing you
B*****s change more than the seasons do
Gave a h** my last I was feeding you
Never treat a h** how I
and then tomorrow you're gone
I loved a gal for many years gone by
I thought her love for me would never die
She made some changes that would never do
Don't hit my jack no no way before 12 am
Don't hit my jack no no way before 12 am
Okay Okay let me talk to ya
I got a freak calling me a freak
Need
nigga never hooked
Me up with this bitch but this bitch
But this bitch was on some very slick shit
Jack Swayne the jury
Euro people's the witness
Ha,
and I'm tripping man
Sick of all the mirrors, man
See I'd rather be a Jack of all trades than a Master of one
I ain't no master of none, but I be rapping
the best
Therefore, hard to tell
You dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these niggas in this house
Should've run, run a hundred miles, never look back Jack
'Cause now we can't backtrack
And yeah, I know, I'm just sayin' nothing can change, no one to blame
city light the sky
And even if you close your eyes
You'll never feel so alive, because
We got one more bottle a Jack what the fuck we gonna do with
the addicted type, she was in care by the age of five
She moved up to the Isle of White, she moved four times by the time she was nine
She-she don't trust no
for Stuttgart we began
Joxer packed his German phrasebook and jumpleads for the van.
Some of the lads had never been away from home before
'Twas
yourself if you can say the same
If not then you've gotta change
It's simple and plain
It's plain and simple
'Bout to pop like a
Don't matter, stop with
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
Looking for change
Scratch that now I'm
In for the game
Ca$hApp how a nigga get paid
Jack that and I
Meant what I claimed
Ok I feel like a broke
Nigga cuz
Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,
Just like billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,
Just like new york city, just like Jericho,
Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,
Just like billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,
Just like New York city, just like Jericho,
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