I got the job as a V-P I'm different in my own way - got my new found fame Gonna change the old game - put it in a new frame True Jackson is the name
up at closing time for a couple of songs and a chance to shine Like the star that he longed to be, he looked a helluva lot like me He'd played a lot
head [Chorus] But she was watching Her daddy praying And thought someday I wanna be like that She was watchin what he was saying And the way he bowed his head
hit man, Kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again. [Chorus] Straight up, I ain't got no conversation for ya, Nigga talk to the cannon. Have a few
got ya hooked, Hell naw Freaky lil' thang gon' pass me by Watchin' you out the corner of my eye Wit' a big booty and them healthy thighs Let a nigga get a
act a fool Nigga talk alot of shit But they don't wanna die Niggas talk alot of shit but watch they bitch act a tried Nigga bitch is a bitch and a ho
its not no fuckin game. When you hear shells comin at cha. Hot Ones from a shotgun I betta nigga runs faster. Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
wait, never mind, I found it in a bottle Drunk at the Troubadour talking to a model Wrecked the rental on Santa Monica Boulevard I was headed to the El
a chair Top of your head stopped growing hair Broken glass, computer crashed The car won't start and the tires went flat Dog got loose, brought back a dead cat Daughter found
Peace Camp to women only is a sensible political ploy, But if it is a demonstration of sexual exclusivity it is a sham. Aren't we seeking to destroy
guns that will change your move Chess game, make a move ... they want you as toy, Not to play with fool... No baseball without the boys play... Things... what a vision, what a
a world like this With nothing to eat No shoes on my feet Can't get a job 'cause my skin color Can't get a cab 'cause I'm a brother My back's against
ey man you alright? No I seen how your ol girl was coming down on you Yeah What happened? Your pops found out you lost that job and shit mmm-hmmm Well
Hey man you alright? No I seen how your ol girl was coming down on you Yeah What happened? Your pops found out you lost that job and shit mmm-hmmm Well
back home, I nearly made it That I often don't know which job to take Please don't tell them how you found me Don't tell them how you found me Give me
some Second thoughts tonight You see I walked right in, sat right down Offered him a light Big talk for about thirteen hours He said can you help me with a job tonight For a
in there he meets this guy who used to be a promo man for a major record company, named bald-headed john... king of the plookers... Father riley b.
on the right and silenced his ass Nigga on the left, a strangle was his death Motherfucker in the middle, play the monkey caught a cap Sucking my barrel like a
