Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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[Canibus]
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Yo...I thug it wit' you, I slug it wit' you
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I had niggas runnin' around like ''yeah 'Bis brung it to you''
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Nigga I'll punish you
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Catch you in the street like what's the issue
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Monkey face I'll monkey flip you
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I always wanted to dis you
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You ugly as a pit bull motherfucker I'll rip you
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This is where the Broad St. bullyin' stops
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My bars of gold bullyin' yours are not
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Truth is I never thought your metaphors were hot
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You just talk a lot a shit cuz your on the Roc'
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There's no proof in your "Truth" it was a flop
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That's why Jigga signed Cam'ron to take your spot
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You think you hot cuz you got a little bling or what not
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A typical hustler all you do is think about rocks
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With a budget like yours you should a sold more
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You probably think you were couped nigga your so wrong
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I think Jay fucked you go look at your deal
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In that black mink you look like a ape for real
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If I was blind and I couldn't tell
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I'll probably still hear it from a bitch that you ugly as hell
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For starters the Bentley ain't yours it's Shawn Carter's
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And if it ain't Shawn's its his partners
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Your just another ?convict? artist with frog lips
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On the Rocafella roster that follows orders, nigga!
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You tryin' too much you lyin' to sluts
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You too hyped up, spend some more time in the cut
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I'll turn my voice up loud so I can tell you was sup
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Rhyme for rhyme you was never ready for 'Bus
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Your quotables are anecdotical
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Your whole crew softer than tofu
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Most of y'all don't even know the "Truth"
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If you did then you knew I was a soldier too
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Doing what you already sold your souls to do
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I'm doing shows and my wrist stays frozen too
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But I own my shit who owns you?
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I should sign to the Roc'
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Battle you in the lobby or worldwide plaza make you resign on the spot
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Give me that mic' back Mack Bitch you can't spit
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I don't even know why the fuck Jigga passed you that shit
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I'll embarrass you with that shit, blast you that quick
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Wrap you in plastic and toe-tag you as a Jacker
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Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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Jackers...Jackers
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Who Owns You?
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| Canibus |
