Walk Hard

[Featuring: Johnny Cash]

[Hook]

When I die I’m takin’ the dog with me

You gon have to find and rob my grave like hippie

I got a Jones walkin’ the city like they’re hitchhikers

Last script writer, y’all ain’t rappers or dick riders

Tryna call my click spider there’s none higher that I admire

Throw ‘em up with their shoes tied over the wires

We’re tired, stop in the long road, harder than the pavement

I shake shift, that’s why Kali Holmes ain’t got basements

Face it, I’m a threat to your era

Bifocals I need just to see this shit clearer

That feelin’, you feel the sense of danger gettin’ nearer

I’m Jack so pay close to the perception from the mirror

Open caps for the chips like Pringles

I put hits on your man just like some flippers

I got funk in the champ and while it lingers

I keep my hands in that cheese, we call it Cheeto fingers

[Hook]

See me creepin’, be up in the spot with somethin’ decent

Another day, another dollar, yea another reason

Body bags, ice duffle for me to put the cheese in

When it come to that pork we put the greeze in

Easy off the flake pedal and start breazin’

I’m like the wind, light is pliff, I’m ridin’ gemstone

No key shuffle in the end zone

First of all, we the one and only, others is phony

Double G cronies, way I but ‘em in the head

If they don’t come up with my bread I leave ‘em dead and lonely

Just a satisfactory snack on categories

Rap rap on the track like a laboratory rat

Now how real is that?

My cup on the dover with dope, I spill the crack

[Hook]