JACCALON3Z (feat. Ozzus)
I been gettin' jacked up jackalones
I can smell the green money and it smells like home
When mad pulls up he's just like Al Aapone
If you mess with YRB then you know you will get owned
If your talking jackalones then your talking a milly baby
You pull up on our block you get popped just for chillin' maybe
Jackalones got game
YRB ain't feelin' tame
It's a shame but all the same
Makin like dame D.O.L.L.A
Put em up old school
Like blood sweat and tears
He looked me in my eyes
All I saw was sear terror
Told him say goodbye to the earth
And i'm not gonna be curt about telling you how it goes
It goes to show your not paying your loans
He looks at his bills and moans
And my tone might be gettin' mad
Because of all my people out there living sad
And all the blacks out there
Life is not fare to them
Because of what?
The color of their skin?
That is stupid man
We need to change the way we act
The bad people some qualities they very much lack
Like the terries that put yo head in a sack
I got a mack
Click clack
I been gettin' jacked up jackalones
I can smell the green money and it smells like home
When mad pulls up he's just like Al Aapone
If you mess with YRB then you know you will get owned
If your talking jackalones then your talking a milly baby
You pull up on our block you get popped just for chillin' maybe
I can smell the green money and it smells like home
When mad pulls up he's just like Al Aapone
If you mess with YRB then you know you will get owned
If your talking jackalones then your talking a milly baby
You pull up on our block you get popped just for chillin' maybe
Jackalones got game
YRB ain't feelin' tame
It's a shame but all the same
Makin like dame D.O.L.L.A
Put em up old school
Like blood sweat and tears
He looked me in my eyes
All I saw was sear terror
Told him say goodbye to the earth
And i'm not gonna be curt about telling you how it goes
It goes to show your not paying your loans
He looks at his bills and moans
And my tone might be gettin' mad
Because of all my people out there living sad
And all the blacks out there
Life is not fare to them
Because of what?
The color of their skin?
That is stupid man
We need to change the way we act
The bad people some qualities they very much lack
Like the terries that put yo head in a sack
I got a mack
Click clack
I been gettin' jacked up jackalones
I can smell the green money and it smells like home
When mad pulls up he's just like Al Aapone
If you mess with YRB then you know you will get owned
If your talking jackalones then your talking a milly baby
You pull up on our block you get popped just for chillin' maybe
Credits
Writer(s): Yrb Paradox
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