duck, then press your luck" - Jeru "Up up up and away cuz I don't play clown" - Kool G Rap "If you're feeling lucky duck, then press your luck" - Jeru
I bus' heat (gunshots) And you just ran outta luck wi' muh (click click) Say your gonna get fucked up wi' muh (click click) Gunshots leave bodies bruk wi 'muh (click click) And
the burning floor We re running out of money __ of confidence Were running out of drugs, of patience of air Were running out Were running out of money of love of luck Were running out
good run of bad luck Seven come eleven and she could be mine Luck be a lady, and I'm gonna find love comin' on the bottom line I've been to the table, and
'Crome On Tha Spokes And Rims. Pimpin' Tell Them What I Tought You Girl. Purse First Ass Later Pimpin' [Verse 3:] Im from a bottom from a bottom goin
robbery was operated sloppily/ And somebody got shot and son was fingered in the line-up/ Tossed into a 6x9, stuck because his time?s up/ Fine luck,
You gotta start dumpin these niggas off your nut-sack Im just a nigga out the hood tryna have thangs When I got up on my feet and screamed the brand change And
I was rotting inside as the last one in line With no chance of ever getting out I'm sick and tired of losing, Sick and tired of bad luck Let's say today
street with the do-rag Slang, spit game, change speech, how they do that? Watch they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act out Broads with the screw face, smash on and knock out
making other plans I'd be better off if I was on my own So don't you try to change my mind You're out of luck and out of time So find some fool who's
line and a rhyme to blow that mind To have you buggin, niggaz got they tapes dubbin Where ain't no line for me to kick a rhyme pushin and shovin Now
a good run of bad luck Seven come eleven and she could be mine Luck be a lady, and I'm gonna find love comin' on the bottom line I've been to the table, and
