Jack
A. Hill Lyrics

You're a lost soul rollin' down the street
You are wandering aimlessly and without purpose through life

Hustlin', scramblin', money you eat
You are working hard and competing with others to earn money to survive

You want to jack somebody, never look at me
You have a desire to rob or extort someone, but not the singer

'Cause I'm like you when I'm holdin' heat
The artist also has a tendency towards violence when carrying a weapon

You don't want to think about re-percussions
You do not consider the potential negative consequences of your actions

'Cause you don't give a fuck about who you rushin'
You do not care about who you are harming or stealing from

So what you gonna do when the blood is gushin'?
You do not have a plan or know how to cope when things go wrong

You're playin' Roulette without the Russian
You are taking risks without any support or protection

The stakes are high; can you feel the pressure?
The risk of what you are doing is significant and stressful

Lookin' at the club on top of your dresser
You are tempted by the wealth you could achieve through crime

Born for the big bank robbin your own
You are destined for a life of stealing from yourself and others

Thinkin' your stone but your weak ass throne
You believe you are strong, but you are actually fragile and vulnerable

Bitches like you ain't got no heart
People like you lack empathy and compassion

Paranoid, you're settin in, fallin apart
You are becoming increasingly anxious and unstable

How many times will you take to see it?
You need to experience failure or harm multiple times before understanding the consequences of your actions

You fallin away, but you don't believe it
You are losing control, but refuse to accept it

Clothes are settin' off from the start
The way you dress reveals your character and intentions

I'm crazy as fuck just like 2 Pac
The singer is impulsive and reckless, like the famous rapper

Mash on Cypress Hill in a Catalac truck
The singer is listening to Cypress Hill music while driving a Cadillac

Steels all gone, so I gotta play it ruff
The artist does not have any money left, and must resort to rough or violent tactics to survive

Got hate for do out there, I ain't jokin
The artist faces hostility and danger outside, and is not joking about the situation

Can't hold me back these days, I'm out smokin
The artist feels free and unconstrained by society, and is smoking marijuana

And I still see myself as Enforcer
The singer sees themselves as a powerful enforcer or enabler of justice

Knock em in their face if they dedicate closer
The artist is willing to use violence to defend what they believe in or protect themselves

A Cuban massive man (Spanish)
The singer is a Cuban man

With real attack touch straight, from the ghetto
The singer is from a ghetto area and has experience with violence and conflict

Walk for a twenty all day like a (Spanish)
The singer is willing to work hard and hustle for money

Spit ball; lick all rhymes just like (Spanish)
The artist is skilled at freestyle rapping and lyrical improvisation

I run over fools like Dorsey Leathers
The artist is dominant and powerful, and can easily overcome others like Dorsey Leathers

And murder antiques like J-Rhyme I kill peasants
The singer is capable of destroying valuable or ancient objects, and can easily overpower weaker people

Take over ships like Female Kastro
The singer has the power and control to forcibly take over ships, like the notorious Female Kastro

Do anything that a nigga HAS TO
The artist is willing to do whatever it takes to survive and succeed, including criminal acts

Lights are fucked up it's confusin'
The situation is chaotic and disorienting due to poor lighting

Look at you now what road you choosin'
The artist questions your choices and direction in life

You'll never be a part of the revolution
You are not capable or committed enough to participate in a positive social movement

You fuck with me, feel the retribution
If you harm or threaten the artist, you will face the consequences

Punk bitches can never deal with the real
Weak people cannot handle or understand reality

'Cause you weak motherfuckers can't decide what you feel
You struggle to make decisions or define your emotions due to weakness

Always poppin' shit and hide from the Hill
You talk tough but avoid confrontation with the singer and other powerful people

Comin' out where you reside for the kill
The artist is willing to confront you in your own territory and defeat you

Knocked out Pluto, Super Hill thriller
The artist is capable of defeating powerful opponents, like the planet Pluto

Verbal assault, Soul Assassin killer
The singer is skilled at using words to intimidate and defeat others

Real master Mic, ca, sex come iller
The singer is a skilled rapper and performer, and can create provocative content

Stoned is a waste over, what you feeler
The artist believes that drug use is a waste of time and pointless

Can't make moves so you go ask Chiller
You are incapable of making important decisions on your own, and must ask for help

Try the Real Estate trust centipede riller
The artist suggests that you focus on real estate investment, rather than crime

Bet your ass that I'm bangin to the fullest
The singer is fully invested in their own success and power

And don't get in my way punk ass, not a Buddhist
The artist has no patience for people who interfere with their goals, and is not peaceful like a Buddhist