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I remember when us were on our backs
Across tracks where we live, now we packin' in
Or Pontiac if you what I'm sayin'
Po' old nigg thinks it's a Caddy and now playin' mack daddy

But that's all right I it all on Jack
Who's you ask me, you say, I say it every time
But the rhyme goes into head down to your toes
And you missed me play it off a diss, yo

Let's go and diss the wick wick wack, wiggedy in fact
I'm hit the road Jack for the hook
I'll play it by the book for the track, I'll bring it
Look out, hit da Jack

Hit da Jack
Hit da Jack
Hit da Jack

Don't you come back, don't you back
Don't you come back, don't you come

is black and white is white
That's all if you're right, that's all right, no need to fight, yo
Much respect if your nature's in a little
If not expect me to cock a doodle do a

Just actin' proves to be a killer to me
Like I refuse to be a negro but we grow to be people,
But our color had 'em us out
Like we was

But if you take it and break it down, full of
But Jack and his boys keep what they wanna do
But hear me out Jack goes under color to one another
'Cause some blacks act too

And if you see him, you can by his act
Not his word but his deed and we all because of that
Lifestyle of a rat and if you act like that
back and hit da road Jack

Hit da road
Hit da road
Hit da road

Don't you back, don't you come back, don't you come back
Don't you back, don't you come back, don't you come back

Don't you come back, don't you come back, don't you back
you come back, don't you come back

Not Jack the Ripper or the of Spades, I'm not jackin' for beats
Let's get the Raper, mothers cried while forefathers died from the whip
And not a bit ever the paper when I come they all run and hide
And they quit and loud, here he come wit' dat black s***

I'm through wit' Jack the quarterback of the scene
He's played out bell-bottom jeans, you know
I took a line from the Source for that
I know feel the same, thank you, hit da road Jack

Hit da road
Hit da Jack
Hit da road

Don't you back, don't you come back
Don't you come back, don't you back
Come back no

Don't you back, don't you come back
Don't you come back, don't you come
Don't you come back, don't you back
Come back no more, don't you come