trust me I've got plans everyday next week You know you're getting older When the kids on the corner Have you baffled every time they speak So let's just hold on
i just hold on to What ive got Right now Im not who i used to be Trust me I've got plans everyday next week You know your getting older When the kids on
Перевод: Just Jack. Hold On.
.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby, Waving just to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next
murder, mangled Life support cut short we hold court In the street make a nigga sleep six feet deep Fuck piece bare back doggystyle Cement ya feet and hold
back And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack Chorus: Eye-Kyu So what you know about a sweet MC, from the 313 None of these skills you just
you corny niggahs low class, Yo, I flash on them then I go and smash couple a hoes and then splash on them, flickin' a 'lil ash on them...from the blunt
Beyond a level where I could’nt take it no more Put it on shorty then I bounce through the backdoor She said hold on baby come here blaze it on the floor
you see me ride by they can see the glean And my shine on the deck and the TV screen Ride with a new chick, she like hold up Next to the playstation
your skills on show Oh If I'm out on my own Then I can look at you, looking at me If I'm out on a date Then I just shut my eyes, then I can't see
black thing wit the slippers on that bullshit Dippin' on them bitches Get off dick You soft pricks I'm from New Orleans Homeless but don't forget The sun even shines on
let’s do this But not on this track You can’t afford it stupid! [Tak] Somebody call for the doc quick He’s still on the street top He gotta freaking stain on
caps They’re full of shit to the root now Pass me that Jack On the rocks is Tak Back on the block what? Tapping your vest like I just happen to pop up
emo kid, none confomting as can be you'd me none comforting to if you looked just like me I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face I'm almost emo
piggity-pig I get away quickity-quick on the plane to South Central Never get played by the monkey wrench ho Staedy mobbin I'm just like Robin Hood
street guys We was dealin' crack That's just how the game goes I don't owe nobody jack Grown men want me to sit em on my lap But I don't have a beard
