Well, it's been swell but you sure have been no help to me Well, see you in hell cuz that's the only sight I can see Please handle me with care, I'm
People, they seem to know alot Mindless, they tend to talk alot Maybe they don't know as much as they think Now I'm, not pointing any fingers But I,
I've been holding out too long 'cause I've been writing all these songs and everbody's takin' credit don't think I'll forget about it You've been watching
Devil Representing like ah heavenly rebel Even though my screws loose I can tigheten 'em up And put a twist to the game like a monkey wrench For the funny
a fall Mama knows 'rithmatic, knows how to take a fall And the kids are crying "Flapjacks, make 'em fat", early in the mornin' Little Jack, grab your
with We bump heads while we out in the street, it's all good My trigger fingers'll matter, kick the back of your feet And your red monkey jeans, is looking
And my team be off the chain Aiyo, it's my turn, Wiggs, top of the food chain I've been starving, waiting for this money train Now I gorilla, monkey jump
dough boy, brought down to no boy, neva been a hoe boy, know to rock the show boy, dough boy, glow boy, lover boy, pretty boy, city boy, country boy, neva been a monkey boy, jack
now he?s gotta wear that stupid hat and it fucks with his pride Lisa: Monkey-brain soup At a monkey-brain party Monkey-man suit At a monkey-man party
suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig I get away quickity-quick on the plane to South Central Never get played by the monkey wrench ho Staedy
do it at the drop of a dime And I get the scabies almost every time So let's talk about my nutsac I don't front, Jack, I got bugs on my ballzac [Violent
: I'm back (back) the fog is lifted The earth has shifted and raised the gifted You knew I'd be back so pack your bone And hit the road jack cuz daddy
Empty clips out on ya plot Lift the glock, rob you and yours for your wrist watch Peoples rock Eight-off jackets Sawed-off ratchets, haul y'all in caskets
Ball Tongue! -They've taken the take above me Ball Tongue! -You're a psycho monkey Ball Tongue! -They've come to enslave me Ball Tongue! -They've jacken
me, nigga chorus: [Khujo] Khujo, comin in dope, bring it I got more problems than the average Joe So don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn It's a jack
Limon Bacardi for sure Loungin near the bar section, rolled the L and kept steppin, concealed weapon, razor sharp Blue star hatchet, in the sleeve of my jacket
) (2. But one day sister your ass is gone) Come back after come back, nigga came back more wack than the wackest wax on the rack What's up with that, new jacks
...this just-a... This is my jack-knife. This is my jack-knife. This is my jack-knife. This is my jack." [shriek] Rude excavation, landin' site. Boy hesitatin', jack