Lyrics:
One man, honcho truck load, ammo
All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo
Gloves on, no Evie
Trigger finger forever ready
One man, one machete
Out
That bitch still on my dick my pimpin' never die
The spoke red the switches got da Esa high
The Cortez back I'm take you back to 99
The glock on my waste
is green, when this sabre swing
Recoil ring on my finger, so let the ricochet sing
Looking for that good spoil, cause I'ma double what they bring
on my bad side
I'm the best guy drop 2 album on the West side
I got the chick's on the east side
Ugh
I put the three fingers up
All the niggas love me
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I'm going crazy
In reality I'm just an average Joe
still your fingers gonna pick your nose
After all
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get
lift a finger, huh
In the danger, niggas been endangered
Been indentured, now my niggas got business ventures
With my .9, I'm like ten Avengers
Snap
that'll put it in your life
I ain't right, represent Uptown to the fullest
Finger on the trigga and I'm ready to pull it
Chorus:
Got my finger
still your fingers gonna pick your nose
After all
Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get
a finger and say that's not mine.
and kill me
it kills me
its digusting cause I got a few G's
they try to rob me
but they know they won't touch me
support but they still phoney
They don't play my shit 'less I got Tip on it
They don't play your shit 'less there's a diss on it
Down to die for this
go by, so you know I meant it
In school I was so shy, timid
Two pairs of jeans I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member
Beggin' my mom for K-Mart
heart's decisions
U were right back telling me all was forgiven
Still remember u wearing my shirt 2 the mall
And being stopped by some fans like that's my
Malcolm like by any means necessary
Im black and proud i got the spirit of Nzinga
Im Nat Turner poking out his middle finger
See in my former life i was
Youths weh need some love and prosperity
Instead of broken dreams and tragedy
By any plan and any means and strategy, say
I got to keep on walking
stop
Come alive y'all gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in
Don't you got a mansion, why not go to Walmart?
Why you still fucking with the hood stores?
Why you still fucking with the custos, buying work?
Why you
on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll
on the dance floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Afrika got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll
countin drinks on my fingers Imma need another fist
Imma need another fist
Don't got no bodies but don't try me we stay friends until you slip
My Glock
tried to be loyal showing nothing but respect
All that got me was a switch blade held to my neck
Now I'm leaning out the window with my middle fingers up
the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at
Ridin', pass by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's
too popped if yo ass 2 Pac
Cargos with the 12 gauge shotty in it
Plus I still got a crib on Brazil
I ain't never holly that but I
Got a Maserati in it
floor
Girl, it's you that I adore
Step on stage, you scream for more
Africa got rhymes galore
Snap my fingers, make you mine
If not, I'll snap a second
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