Jack’s Back

[Hook] 2x
Nigga you know about racks, stacks, rat-tat
Put a nigga head in a backpack
Kill a nigga dead for a rap track
Couple grams make me flashback
Couple grams get you back slapped
Gimme that loot, where the cash at?
Hefty, Hefty trash sack, Jack back

[Verse 1]
We got meat cleavers, we got needles, overdose you
Then we feed 'em to them people with them razorblades
They slice you up all type of ways
Butcher-blade you ear to ear, give a nigga neck a grin
Fuck around - separate yo throat from yo fuckin' chin
Please forgive me father, I sin, I'm a murderer, robber
Bury yo body parts under the water
Voodoo dolls for my demonic slaughter
Sacrificial (?) shoot up yo coffin
Cough from the smoke while my bitch practice witchcraft
Tell that bitch this ain't no diss rap
This that shit that get you bitch slapped
The type of shit get yo bitch kidnapped

[Hook]
Nigga you know about racks, stacks, rat-tat
Put a nigga head in a backpack
Kill a nigga dead for a rap track
Couple grams make me flashback
Couple grams get you back slapped
Gimme that loot, where the cash at?
Hefty, Hefty trash sack, Jack back

[Verse 2]
(?) in the kitchen (?) a brick to whatever left
Chopped to death, fuck yo (?), cut you til it's nothin' left
Human bodies scattered all over the road
Some of 'em young, some of 'em old
Murder so many, I'm outta control
They find ya head stickin' out of a hole
I thought he was dead
Scattered his brains all on the air bag
Fleed from the scene with some fuckin' (?)

[Outro]
Yeah, Manson 4 Life nigga
You know what it is, Lil Jack