Michael Montgomery, and Joe Diffie He saw Johnny Cash on MTV Bought a new new toupee Said "That's the place for me" He done gone funky, too ahead for
got it over there Lord, the water done rushed all over, down old Jackson road Lord, the water done raised, over the Jackson road Boy, it starched
stands Let em testify, witness?s, hearin is indicative N-ggas is sick of it, let it go, and get a grip (Hook) I think I?m Sug? Ray, Ali Joe Fraiz? who
Dave, Mike, I see you Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3 Let's go [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Now look, I'm in that 550 feelin like Chuck Liddell Aside from Rampage Jackson it
matter (ta-ha) [Chorus w/ ad libs] Things niggaz say I don't mind it Say they lost respect for me, who the FRUCK is askin you to find it? This is me
Papa hit him, Mama kissed him Made him go to Catechism With the sisters in their black and white And all the time those city streets Were teaching him
and most of the clubs ? ? ? ? ? (dem shouts) Michael jackson said it don't matter black or white but it should Cause flint michigan's a long way from hollywood I tried to go
mail for St. Joe Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson City By ridin' where they wouldn't go He said to me,"Mister, this long ridin's hell But I guess it
twins it's one in the same So fame ain't gonna live forever Never worrying about dying cause it can't be any better But whatever happens to happen always happens for
the sign one way At last, what you got to say? Come on Move it in, move it out, stick it in, pull it out Shake it up, shake it down, come on y'all, Meth
Joe Jackson My flow jackin', clack, clack, I'm sharp like the claws Of Hugh Jack, hands packin', make you an 'X-man' Time for some action and matter of fact Go
of my very best melodies they just said "Boy, ain't you got any other songs than these?" I go walkin' after midnight goin' where the lonely go
tape Make cheddar when I grab the mic see when the Mob in town Hoes go out in bad weather like a satellite Never have to ask 'em twice do it for the fuck of it
O out tell him crack is back That's nine five a bird take half of that Import it, export it in cracker jacks When you get to the projects ask for Black
got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for that
it serious; it's too mysterious. You work, you save, you worry so, But you can't take your dough when you go, go, go. So keep repeating it's the berries
(joe jackson) Here we go, monday morning at last In the land of the brave and the bold Sunlight is hurting my eyes But it's on to the glittering prize