Yeah... it's a real sad story

Show you just how unjust this world is

Let me tell ya bout a guy named Jack



Jack B. Nimble, Jack be quick

There's a cop running right behind you with a stick

Better run Jack run Jack run Jack run

Better hide that gun Jack hide that gun Son

Things look bad now, they're gonna get worse though

Look, there's an alley, take off in a burst yo

It sure is dark Jack, it smells like piss aiyyo

Look at that big rat, here hit him with this

Uh-oh quiet, here comes that copper

Get in this garbage can and put it on the top

uhhh, yeah yeah that's pretty slick

What a trick, he walked right past, what a dick

I think he's gone now, ready set, now jet

You better run Jack run Jack don't stop yet

There's a patrol car, they're searchin the area

You think you're scared now, it's gonna get scarier

Don't be mosin, they're closin in kid

See what having that darker skin did

Now which way Jack, cause you need a breather

And a good lawyer, you won't get either

Up those stairs Jack, your sister's building

The cops will leave soon, so stay there till then

But she's not home so you can keep on knockin

Take out a slim jim and pick the lock and

now you're safe, can you believe those guys?

Hunting you down with such hate in their eyes

But now you can rest Jack, but oh what a mess black

Run to the bathroom, and flush away the crack

Maybe you shoulda just kept your mouth quiet

Never knew that it would cause such a riot

Peek out the window, to see who's lurkin

Twenty cop cars, hey this ain't workin

Someone saw you when you dipped inside they're

comin up the stairs there's no place to hide, yeah

Good thing you didn't dit