jerk snap Bomb kike scam bank tear down dead flag I got a right to bite the hand That feeds the greed that pays the band I got a right to fight the
talkin' 'bout right or left They're talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout Right and wrong, do you know the difference Right and wrong, do you know the difference Between the right
JERK SNAP BOMB KIKE SCAM BANK TEAR DOWN DEAD FLAG I got a right to bite the hand That feeds the greed that pays the band I got a right to fight the
're not talkin' 'bout right and left They're talkin' 'bout Right and wrong - do you know the difference Right and wrong - do you know the difference 'Tween the right
번역: 조 잭슨. 정사.
번역: 조 잭슨. 오른쪽.
번역: 조 잭슨. 오른쪽 분노.
They're not talkin' 'bout right and left They're talkin' 'bout Right and wrong - do you know the difference Right and wrong - do you know the difference 'Tween the right
it all, but God save (Hhh) Your ass for clashin' with the soul assassin' (Hey, hey) That's like Mike fuckin' with Poppa Joe Jackson (Hhh) Ass whoop all
the lambs To my man Chi-Ali, silence the lambs To my man Jazzy Jay, silence the lambs To my partner Diamond D, silence the lambs To my man Fat Joe, silence
a white jersey Don't go and have an accident Christ Passion-ate You little boys invite me to spaz I'm right on your ass I Mike-Jackson-it My bitch Nina
's right, you see them more than you rappin' Now Fifty that ain't right Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen Curtis, Curtis Jackson
shawty that's right You singin' more than you rappin' now Fifty that ain't right Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever seen? Curtis, Curtis Jackson
reason to smile You're lookin' kind of, well, lookin' kind of right Has anyone ever told you you look like Karen White? Sprinkled with some Beyonce, a little bit of Janet Jackson
R.O. [Hook x2: Jojo] Play another slow jam This time make it sweet On a slow jam for my baby And for me [Verse: Romeo] Imma set the mood right yea you
on the East Breakin' honies down, mackin' here to Petersburg Virginia Slim, turn the freaks out in Lynchburg With brown bootie, Joe Smith, hit from Pittsburgh The right
us for bein' spazzes Let it be known we've never known for bein average We prime like a cornlio(?) re-enactment When it comes to talent, we the Jacksons
