The Jacka - It's The Jack (Bonus Track #3 - The Jack Artist) lyrics

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The Jacka - It's The Jack (Bonus Track #3 - The Jack Artist) lyrics

To my n***as in Australia Sweden, Denmark I'm hungry like a thin shark Look at what tha pen spark Once it touch the paper Hustling in the rain Gettin brain in my scraper Get ya a** up out my face Mothaf**a Fo' I make ya Graffiti game Taggin n***as Buildings got sprayed up Many nights a n***a stayed up Thinkin bout the times When different triggers saved us And sometimes I saved you No matter what happened All I ever did was stay true A kid, murkin sh** With the tre deuce Drunk as f** Drivin wreck less off the Grey Goose Respect us Mo' f**a Watchin Smack DVD What the f** is a Papoose? That sh** was tight Relate to gangsta sh** Cause i live the life Mane I be MIA Ya, MIA Very first seat Heat game Like im finna play Coppin whips, buyin sh** n***a, like im finna stay Im out n***a House n***as never been away (you ain't never been aware) Mind blown, world gone crazy Make a million dollars, but that sh**'ll never change me More Crime, never spent a dime on a lady Just out my mind 25 to life, it won't change me Im out my mind Momma said the world been mainey, ill change in time So i ask allah for forgiveness, cuz im out my mind Yo, hit the hood with Rydah, J., n Hus We was only 16, had a lotta yay to push Never pay for pus, im from the Bay, we break b**hes Im ridiculous, ya the paint, same color as the inches Two things ill never be, broke or a witness I had a little trouble, thinkin how should i begin this? Wanna end up at the top, so i roll around with winners Remind me of my life, every time i watch Menace Cookin and im twistn, eatin with no dishes .40 cal in my pocket, feelin so vicious Ya, you think you haaard?, but you a f*ggot dude f**in with The Jack, ill turn ya a** into maggot food I rap with dudes who clap at dudes, like AP and FED-X Park my lex, right in the 'jects Still in the game hustlin', cause i never crossed the Mex 21 over the plane, did it all for respect Never leave the life on the hype like free Mess, n***a (yo, you ain't never been aware) Mind blown, world gone crazy Make a million dollars, but that sh**'ll never change me More Crime, never spent a dime on a lady Just out my mind 25 to life, it won't change me Im out my mind Momma said the world been mainey, ill change in time So i ask allah for forgiveness, cuz im out my mind Your breathing slugs from the tech, just breath Dont fight it, im a crazy Kamikazi pilot Murder or interrogation i remain in silence I explain the violence, to my n***as 101 Hopin we change, but its strange, they believe in none Most our victims even seen it come I drop a j**el, but the dumb intrigued by the drum A gangsta, faSheez, don't wanna mislead the young I sip lean to forget about the things i done My n***a John from big block still on the run That sh** is petty though, n***a I be in Mexico, Sinaloa, Negro Bandito Rest In Peace Chico, hella sh** i can't speak on I rap, push coke, anything to have the streets on Won't hurt to change, forgive me lord im insane Just hold ya tongue, even if you feel ashamed

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