Lyrics:
the greatest, you just the latest,
I'm loved by your grand mama, and your baby
[Chorus]
See my head is so big they call me jack in the box,
You can't
that yoppa by the bed nigga french toast
Black Phantom out front nigga space ghost
Word on the street you looking for 4 and a heezy
Just pull up in
White roses lying on your tombstone
Don't worry soon i will be home
White roses lying on your tombstone
Don't worry soon i will be long gone
Late
looking for a signal that you're still around
Heavenly father, it's been six years since I've seen her last
I still apologise, but it could not have been
the jaw side with a stool
I'm a real bad man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced out jewel
But they couldn't jack me because
I'm not Ja Rule
Never catching me slippin', I slip in between her thighs
And looking from a distance I bet you gone see me shine
They said if it wasn't for rapping you
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
cigarette niggas be swindlin'
New jacks surrenderin', come home not rememberin'
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin' gay in
and home of the brave
How the fuck we still get treated like slaves
All my black brothers and sisters need saving
How the fuck we still get treated like
still a G thang
It's time for all the lowriders out there (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Yeah
All the dippers, you like to get ya dip on
Hit
still a G thang
It's time for all the lowriders out there (top dollar with the gold flea collar)
Yeah
All the dippers, you like to get ya dip on
Hit
to Canada
Cause I still feel like people be after us (12!)
I got the chopper don't challenge us
White girl, she geeked off of angel dust
Boy you sugar
And even if they're clean as phuck, never been worn
What, you think you're gonna get a million for'em
Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their
City, yes my flow is the Bane for these Jokers
I live in the booth, I don’t go home, fam I snap without photos
Said you’re cold but I’m freezing, take my
threats
Send them back
Anthrax
Can't handle that
Now way they prepared for that
Turn the whole city upside down
Over white powder like new jack
headed where the weather gets cold
Put my motorcycle on a west bound road
Boone by supper time
Still looking what I can't find
Looking and taking my time
as a young man
Got me thinking, but I should Be doing time Kept it low key, Still gonna come for my life
Either way, I be writing these Rhymes, boys in blue
I
up
But it's all good, that Jack Daniel's got me fucked up as always
And if I leave this neon strip it's looking like I fought a saw blade
Got
hope on the other side
Brothers and sisters, if you are down and out, old Brother Jack has a story for you today
Brothers and sisters, if you’re floating
the south
Still spinning and I'm still smoking heavy
Look at both of my grills, my motherfucking mouth
Looking just like the rims on the Chevy
Pimp twist
that I'm through
Keep cryin' and tell 'em I'll be home soon
Oh baby, I'm goin' crazy
'Cause I keep seein' shit that amaze me
Still I had to kill
And later, when everything's cool
We'll push them all into the pool!
With Bobby-
And Jackie-
And Jack
The White House is under attack
Eight
(Black and white)
(Black and white)
(Black and white)
(Black and white)
I got all black paint and some snow on my nails
But she tell me I'm a vampire
wait for me
Don't wait for me, I won't come home tonight
I've closed my eyes in peaceful glimpses of pure white sky
I'm thinking of you, feeding the fire
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