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and the satins.
Like a throne made of gilt, that too many johns have sat in.
Oh, just come over.
Roll up.
See Alice on the palace, where her name adorns
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it 
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom) 

Hey y'all, John Coltraine yeah he plays
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom)

Hey y'all, John Coltrane yeah he plays the sax
Me,
You should drop to your knees and show gratitude
You're ingrates
Know we been great
Pop a lot of shit by never to face
Come on what's the attitude?
you sure to fall 
Collapse like the Berlin Wall, while I'm just hurlin' ya'll 
Lightin' bolts -- by writin' quotes 
Strikin' jolts that frightenin'
the town called "The City of Dope"
It couldn't be saved by John the Pope
So go on, live your life of crime
The beat'll keep beating while I say my rhyme
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
They don't want music, they don't know how to use it 
All they want is (a boom, boom, boom, boom) 

Hey y'all, John Coltraine yeah he plays
nigga hear you 
About to drop the bomb 
Record one and blue calm, and Yukons 
And John hook my shit up bomb 
Who controllin? 
Rollin with my nigga
I smoked a whole lot
Not by myself man I smoked it wit the whole house
Drop top Chevy when I pull up to my ol' house
Damn it feel good ridin' round
[Erick Sermon]
Hit the floor, tuck and roll E's on fire
I'm your motherfucker, but not Jerry McGuire
I'm the dark skinned, packing mac-10, who get
gets me goin' now 

Never sell, never sold 

Live by the code now 

Never tell, never told 

Darts I throw 

Like Clyde with the finger roll
Next up!
I believe that's me
Bastard!
Get on the mic and rock the symphony

[Lady Luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even
bastard!
[pmd]	get on the mic and rock the symphony

[lady luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even though dames is froze
Pop close
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on thou
Who can we stand, the more power of game
And make it possible for me to drop 
A few to wrecks ya
though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee
That I met one day
On my way back from John Jay
I'm peepin' shorty as she's walking to the train
I tap
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the more power I gain
And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck
Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon!
John John, could, could I get your autograph?
Could I get your autograph? (Sure kid)
Oh, yeah yeah yeah, just
Could you
Elton John or Lionel Richie 
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid 
Ivory soap; this is clean; feel like Cascade 
I count the bills, roll
cock-wrap they bop
Number one on street spots, Homeskill' the hard rock
I drop steady, cripplin non-believers like Teddy
Pendergrass, tense up ya tender
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louie, I'm
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee
That I met one day
On my way back from John Jay
I'm peepin' shorty as she's walking to the train
I tap
Niggas bendin in two's while y'all watch the news
John Walsh, wash me up, you're crazy
Havin my face captured 180
Can't go there, ain't havin that, man,