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lirik lagu big trenno - jack move journal

[intro – dj crucial t cuts w/ scratches over police scanner]
“we got a 211 in progress on imperial and main…”
(big trenno: yeah. this that jack move journal… you either take or get taken.)
knuckleheadz… big trenno… let’s go

[verse 1 – big trenno]
1992 — i was hungry with a hoodie on
pocket full of dreams, shoes with the soul gone
posted by the market with a burner in my coat
plan a: get cash, plan b: don’t choke
hit the back door, ski mask on freeze
tell the clerk real calm: “don’t reach, just keys.”
grew up round sharks, ain’t no fish in my section
jack moves the hustle when you broke and restless
no lecture, this survival in a beat~up ford
five deep, windows low, with a grip on the lord
this journal ain’t fiction, this blood on the pad
took risks for a bite, never had what they had

[chorus – knuckleheadz (k~dee & nuttz)
(k~dee):
jack move journal, straight from the curb life
daily confessions from them compton nights
(nuttz):
eyes on the prize and the getaway path
one foot in the shadows, one hand on the stash
(jack… move… journal… yeah.)
[verse 2 – k~dee (of knuckleheadz)]
i hit l!cks with a plan, never move on rage
wrote codes in my head like a streetbook page
took a pager from a baller, gold rope with the charm
told him, “thank your jeweler, now stay calm.”
this that journal from the jacker’s side of town
where the kids play dice and the shots slow down
only school we knew had four wheels and a trunk
where the locker’s a glovebox, and the test is a pump

[verse 3 – nuttz (of knuckleheadz)]
i did dirt in cortez and a raiders tee
grew up broke, so crime felt made for me
that corner store run? that was training day
pulled masks in july like it’s halloween play
you ever jacked food just to eat with your crew?
ever run from the block ‘cause the sirens blew?
i ain’t glamorize wrong — i just rhyme what’s real
this my jack move journal, every line could k!ll

[bridge – big trenno (spoken with background ad~libs)
these pages filled with pain and quick scores
mom cried tears when i came through them doors
but when the fridge empty, and the bills ain’t paid —
you write your name on a bullet and pray you don’t fade
[chorus – knuckleheadz & big trenno]
(k~dee):
jack move journal, straight from the curb life
daily confessions from them compton nights
(nuttz):
eyes on the prize and the getaway path
one foot in the shadows, one hand on the stash
(big trenno):
this that jack move journal — written in the dark
stamped with the sound of a hustler’s heart

[outro – big trenno]
don’t judge what you ain’t lived through
this ain’t fiction, this survival…
welcome to the journal

(track ends with a vinyl crackle and police radio fading out)

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