Lirik Lagu The Jack Back - Sir Mix-A-Lot
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{*first twenty seconds are some movie*}
"In this country a man's home is his castle.."
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I comeKlan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that oneto make you tapdance with a shotgunOn Donahue they said they had weaponsJust to teach black people one lessonbut I ain't goin to your school of foolsso come here, and look at my tools!You can meet and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrilsI'll splatter your dreamsPlans to overthrow are left in limbocause one loco bro chose to dispose of youand your skinhead crewI ain't a house nigga with a twenty-twoI dump a hollow-point slug in your windpipeTry to breathe {*choking*} believe the hypeCause this ain't the jungle fooland I don't throw SPEARS, and I ain't leavin here!A Nazi and you ain't never SEEN Germanybut you was lookin for a enemySo you found a young brother with cashcrashed my glass, snatched my whole stashBoy I'ma getcha back, like it ain't no thangShow you what I learned from the gangsStack em up deep in a six-nine DeuceLong range scopes for the whole damn groupHangin outside a club called MoonshineWaitin for the right time..There he is, walkin in the Levi's blue cutThe Wicked One dropped two shots in his buttI can't solve racism with a gatbut this is where my head's at - get em with a jack back!
"You ask me the niggers around herebeen treated awful bad for a long time.."
[The Wicked One]I've been sayin this, I gotta fix emI wanna fix em with a crucifixionNail em to a cross and burn emBURN EM BURN EM BURN EM!It's been said that this would happenSkanless skinheads jackinAll up in the crib insult for takin my forceI had to break NorthThe leader had a spraypaint canand on my wall wrote, 'Death to the black man'Burned a cross in front of the hideou
"In this country a man's home is his castle.."
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I comeKlan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that oneto make you tapdance with a shotgunOn Donahue they said they had weaponsJust to teach black people one lessonbut I ain't goin to your school of foolsso come here, and look at my tools!You can meet and greet the Glock 19 in your nostrilsI'll splatter your dreamsPlans to overthrow are left in limbocause one loco bro chose to dispose of youand your skinhead crewI ain't a house nigga with a twenty-twoI dump a hollow-point slug in your windpipeTry to breathe {*choking*} believe the hypeCause this ain't the jungle fooland I don't throw SPEARS, and I ain't leavin here!A Nazi and you ain't never SEEN Germanybut you was lookin for a enemySo you found a young brother with cashcrashed my glass, snatched my whole stashBoy I'ma getcha back, like it ain't no thangShow you what I learned from the gangsStack em up deep in a six-nine DeuceLong range scopes for the whole damn groupHangin outside a club called MoonshineWaitin for the right time..There he is, walkin in the Levi's blue cutThe Wicked One dropped two shots in his buttI can't solve racism with a gatbut this is where my head's at - get em with a jack back!
"You ask me the niggers around herebeen treated awful bad for a long time.."
[The Wicked One]I've been sayin this, I gotta fix emI wanna fix em with a crucifixionNail em to a cross and burn emBURN EM BURN EM BURN EM!It's been said that this would happenSkanless skinheads jackinAll up in the crib insult for takin my forceI had to break NorthThe leader had a spraypaint canand on my wall wrote, 'Death to the black man'Burned a cross in front of the hideou
