Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I`mback<br>My ace in the hole was this brand new track<br>I`m a slow it up and speed it up and now you`re gonna eat it up<br>Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up<br>I did it, but the devil didn`t make me<br>I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and bake me<br>Proving a point that I`m a serious joint<br>You can roll me up and puff me, and then I`ll anoint<br>Your head with oil--lots of oil<br>Make it run like water, watch it boil<br>Cause I made `em play it, made `em say it<br>made `em okay it, made `em obey it---HUH<br>Prince of the growl is on the prowl<br>How You Like Me Now punk? You living foul<br>Here`s what my game is, kill is what my aim is<br>A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name is--<br><br>Chorus:<br>Jack the Ripper<br>Jack-Jack-Jack the Ripper<br>Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the Ripper<br>King Hercules!<br><br>Back for the payback, I must say that<br>I heard your new jam, I don`t play that<br>It ain`t loud enough punk, it ain`t hitting<br>This year you tried, next year you`re quitting<br>Last year you thought I was dying out<br>But again, and again, and again without a doubt<br>It`s the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound<br>Pump it up and play it so they hear it all around<br>I do it up rough, tough, I don`t bluff<br>and this is an example of funky stuff<br>When you wanna make hits, you make `em like this<br>They ain`t like this they don`t hit, they miss<br>It`s a strong record, a record for the strong<br>For those who appreciate real rap songs<br>Listen how I won`t allow myself to go off track<br>Stay back, I got the power, I`m--<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Jack the Ripper, a man, not a myth<br>a-k-a James Todd Smith<br>Hard like penitentiary steel<br>Breaking necks while I flex my sex appeal<br>Homegirls in the house, c`mon<br>Homegirls in the house, give it up<br>You gotta want to get hotter<br>Moving and grooving, and always improving a lot`a<br>People don`t know how nice I am<br>He was sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man<br>Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in Saran<br>Kidnap him and slap him up inside of a van<br>While you`re doing your dance I want you to make moves<br>No one out there thought you could do<br>You know my name and my game and what I`m here to do<br>Party people, lemme see if you can dance to--<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Break it down! x3<br>Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what real hip hop is boy<br>[scratches]<br><br>&quot;How Ya Like Me Now?&quot; I`m getting busier<br>I`m double platinum, I`m watching you get dizzier<br>Check out the way I say my, display my, play my<br>`J` on the back, behind the Cool, without the A-Y<br>I love to ride the groove because the groove is smooth<br>It makes me move and I`ll improve<br>As it goes on, as it flows on<br>When you see me, don`t ask if the show`s on<br>How that sound? Don`t came around, playing me close, brown<br>Pull on my jock to be down<br>You need to stay down, way down, because you`re low down<br>Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw down<br>Aiming to please while I`m killing emcees<br>I`m gonna keep on hitting you with rough LPs<br>Day after day after day<br>You`re smacked in the face by the bass of Cool J<br>I`m--[scratches]<br><br>I`m a beast on the microphone, a night stalker<br>A killing machine, a savage street talker<br>Jason with an axe, but I put it on wax<br>To eradicate the suckers who thought I had relaxed<br>The prince of hip hop, straight from Queens<br>Kicking it mean, keeping it clean<br>And you`ve never seen anybody rock the party<br>All you funky beat-aholics, this beat`s Bacardi<br>I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don`t you know<br>Moving my hand like I`m playing the piano<br>Don`t touch the dial, don`t change the channel<br>Don`t let me hear you say I ain`t debonair<br>I`m better than any emcee out there<br>As a matter of fact, suckers can`t compare<br>When I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..