eye My name is James Connolly, I didn't come here to die But to fight for the rights of the working man, the small farmer too Protect the proletariat
But she won't have my head The candle gutters The smell sweeps me back To the icy fields of Kinsale The bodies burning black Fire and lightning protect
and open it up Put my dick up in they jaws and go in they butt I'm a young hot street flame, they call me Sweet James Or call me Sir Jones, two hundred
wake up When they puttin me in that black truck It could be you, it could be her But in the end everybody gets did up Cause in the ghetto everybody live like jesse james
up When they puttin me in that black truck It could be you, it could be her But in the end everybody gets did up Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James
, drive fast cars, still wear a vest for protection at the bar Smoke me a spliff, talk big shit, never in my life will I ever will slip Don't test me '
rhymes is super fat with calorie Watch the Grand blow up like The Nutty Professor Tommy Hil' better see me with three mil', nothin' less From the days of James
me stressin'? This ain't part of the game you must be high 'Cause you rockin' like a Bass Head You hear me, I'm grindin', workin' hard for mine ya feel me
up in the system going crazy I'm battling my pistol going, why? Yo by thugs, I'm surrounded Tell me why is it the money motivates me? But the love keeps me
as she got nervous she was drinkin' and smokin' Like a lover caught chokin' on another man's bone But clicking her heels wouldn't get her home She called me
're the Alkaholiks in the house Slow ass niggaz Hey, let's pass out some of this brew, James Better have some 40's and tall cans and shit James let's
in my head I'll play dead, if you want me to If you want me all in my head I'll play dead, if you want me to If you want me Who had faith, who betrayed
lights, the long white coat Cut the cord before I choke Oh, please sir, handle me gently I've got nothing to protect me This man in a mask stabbed me
's tried to hang but it's a Brooklyn thang Poison slang, poison fang, poison pen, let me begin Tryin' to rhyme up in my cipher is gambilin' Freestylin' me
gotta get a rhyme through the rough and crazy times Call me a Hannibal lecture, yes I checked her They don't hear me though, so here I go I'm sick and
penthouse suites With seven hos at my feet To dress me, caress me, to lead me, to guide me Protect me in, perfect be in love, don't stress me You wanna
... All the ladies wanna have me, I'm a handsome boy and all the boys want me too, in especially Siegfried und Roy. I'm a sexmachine, baby, I had more girls than James
(feat. Magoo) [Timbaland - talking] Uh, what's up girl Why you trippin on me? I thought we was past that Feel me? Alright let me talk to ya, uh [Chorus