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