Lyrics:
Yo, accept defeat as I drop after the heat
Don't provoke, come fully equipped
Daggered and Cloak so what you wanna do?
I came in bumpin Jack
like an anchor
davie jone's locker
full of memories
time capsule
pill
gobbled up
wish we had a way back
name tag to blame with neglect
shameless
at this shit
Someone told me that the shotters get rich
I just wanna get dough
Niggas wanna jack me when I'm on my Jack Jones
Shit
I don't give
Jim Jones: Go... Could you be my psychiatrist and make
sure that my brain is right
And I heard that you love to sue,
you betta make sure that ya aim
So you see a nigga shining in the Benzo
Ballin'!
Got me feelin' like Jim Jones
I'm a pimp though, no limp though
Couldn't copy my style in Kinkos
Put
of the bark, and beware of the bite
Spark off on the mic, champion MC
I'm hittin' harder than Jack Dempsey on sensei
So if they step into my ring (I what?)
I
in a pack
Find me on my Jack Jones or next to my queen
Pride got me tryna build my stack
Cop a flat whippin’ making that cream
But if I I live for
Jack Flash
Is a gas
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
But it's alright now, in fact it's
Jack Flash
Is a gas
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
But it's alright now, in fact it's
a crack home
Winter time getting cold, had to go to Bramlea
Steal a jacket up out of Jack Jones
Rogers had me get mad at the phone bills, switchin'
the mackin' game
All my mackin' women throw the
Left to the right now (Super fly)
Me and my girls
Throwing long hair and afros to the wind
We got a love jones
jack
where you won't get spooked by a casper
last of the second half who spoke and spat it
kick the science and then math to add it
life is a habit
don't
of been ran it up but you ran off
Now you wanna come around me with ya hands out
By the boop by the bang blowh
Blood stains all on the carpet like I'm
to the heights Brooklyn in my bloodline
A couple joints hitting my jack this ain't a love line
Back when I was broke sitting on a mail box
Y'all wanted niggas who
jones
By bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top
Well, I was standing in line at the city bus stop
Soaked to the skin from ev'ry rain drop
I see you driving by just like a phantom jet
With your
This thing right here... is for my pirates on the seas
Stop, drop, shovels down in the X spot
Yo Ho, that's how we pirates row
Ninjas wanna try
the sand
Before it pulled us back we felt you take us by our hands
Let it rain in Southport
Wash my troubles away
The sun will shine in Southport
Set fire
Jivin Jack breezed by
Knows what he's gonna do
He's gonna write a letter
And mail it to Sue
You may have seen them dancin'
At the local saloon
I
to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
He's comin' home with
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Jones!) He, she blowticious,
Lamborghini, it's audicious
From Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood,
500 Horses
Yeah
They planned it out
And they plan got better
They're never wetter
Even when the weather change
If it brings rain
Ants move along
Like
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas gas gas
I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's alright now in
gotta hit ‘em with the white check
No bad vibes, ‘cause the gang ain’t like that
Hit my jack, whats the word, I’ll be right there
Gotta switch the fit new
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