they're able To buy the cops and props and keep the law paid But here comes the Jack of Spades Jack Jack Jack Break it down Jack Jack Jack Fresh for Jack
come all, but if all come all fall, fuck all y'all We road dawgs, then I come gunnin', niggas runnin' like they sold y'all In the heat of the night, the
hood now It's all good now We out the hood now It's all good now, NU Who thought we'd see the day when we're kick our feet up Lay back, exhale, haa, put the heat
learn the stars Clouds roll in from Nebraska dark chords on a big guitar My restlessness is long gone standing like an old jack pine I'm looking
ago I'da prob'ly cut your throat Fuck it though, what I'm spendin' somethin' on an knuck ?em for This well-known flow, man I got this shit from Simpson Road
my cousin a lil' thicker, a lil' shorter Five in the whip, we like to flow thick CD's in the clip, let's take a road trip Hey what we gon' do now? Cop
flash, skin to boil, heat rash Veins to coil Air max, relax, rain thumb tacks My dumb tracks break backs In wolf packs, swipe jacks And Jill on the hill
's about 3 o'clock here in New York I guess it's about 8 o'clock in London Ahh your supposed to be at Abby Road finishing lyrics (Where you at Rock, where
from figures stop ask him how yah papi feel Clean cut ? keep the head nappy still Guttaville, yeah we broke out here Peel the road like blunts when u
Cheeks] A yo I come from New York V.A.'s where they found me This Mr. Cheeks I keep freaks around me L.B. Fam surround me in case something pops off Heat
for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin
, a couple years ago I woulda probably cut ya throat Fuck it though, when im spittin something on the nucka fo This well known flow, man i got this shit from simpson road
I met him in the parking lot said I'ma killer and then I rushed him Sometimes I feel like a nut Running through the neighborhood tearing shit up Straight jacking
man jacked off to my porn in fact 'Cuz it's too hard to mack me I be 'Cummin' on America' 'Action and Jack me' Cream on, Heather Hunter, twice as nice
the ground runnin from the day I was born There ain't nothin I haven't seen, I was born to storm And if I ever have to heat it up you might get warm
to ignore the obvious We are the slave and the master What you lookin? for? You the question and the answer We trust no black leaders, use the stove to heat
, cause I'ma say it one more time It's JACK'S theme song that KRS made It's called the Jack of Spades * D-Nice scratches 'Jack Jack ' * You know, the Jack
, son Make sure he's done before we bail, I ain't trying to go to jail Must handle beef, code of the street Load up the heat, if these nigga think they