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ready to blow
There's gonna be a shout that will wake the dead
We better be ready to go

'Cause the prophets wrote about it
And Jesus spoke about it
proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
that's been proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
that's been proved to you!

There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house
The section hands laid him in the sand
Trains go by on the rails John
on frigid winter days
 blow by the, blow by the snow
 Professor John gives an exam
 Try to pass it if you can
 You know he'll send you out to frigid
days I go by William'
And he talked about his new life and money he'd made out West

And he tried his hardest not to be that old boy we all new
'Til he
Look
I'm so raw
Turn the oven on
Chef Papa John
I get the Parmesan

She want ah yellow nigga
Corn on the cob
Indian giver
Slob on my knob
[Chorus]

Now you wanna be seen,
Male groupies.
Now you've become what you once despised.
James dean,

John beluchi,
Blow your whole life
Tryna live
to the eagle's beak.
 
Sun Green leaned into that megaphone,
And said, "Truth is all I seek."
Security brought in some blow torches.
News cameras recorded her
then, ain't the devil happy

I hate when the devil's happy, so I wear my hair hair nappy
Knotty, won't go out like john gotti
He came from the caves
know why I had to go
Down to the baseball park to see you blow it
All the balls just fall from your hands,
And your daddy asks me, When is he gonna be
beak.

Sun Green leaned into that megaphone, said,
"Truth is all I seek."
Security brought in some blow torches
News cameras recorded her speech,
the middle at the top by the gate
On the grass with the crass Volkswagen estate
Whose is it? Mine! You're kidding, it's great! (Jesus)
I just love the way
and Method Man 

Rock a bye baby from the rooftop 

When the guns blow  your cradle gets rocked 

When the earth quakes and the sky starts to fall
Fuck em' all, tell 'em all, eat shit, here we go again

So, god damn, is it that time again already?
Ha ha, you don't look too happy to see me
Fuck man,
you take the whole of time represented by one year
But only in the first few moments of the 1st of January
It's a long way to go
And no, we're not
Did you ever get the felling you're being followed?

Are you not familiar with the Revelations of St.John
The final book of the Bible, prophesied
cast a glow

Yes, I guess it's reflex some have no control
I'd rather let a laughter and tally, off I go
Canoeing up the river or out into the O
You just
Uh huh, come on
Smokin' up an l
Might kill a brain cell
But I might as well
I'm on a highway to hell
Totally consumed
By an earie feelin'
I
and some in jumbo
The landlord is finished but before I go
I'll give a shout out to Quest and my fellow Jungle Bros

Knocked by the dock of the bay by
flow 
So let yourself go! 

[Verse 2]
Givin' you mo', ready to go, kickin' the flow, rippin' the show 
Comin' to blow, check out a pro, look
when i'm in goth castles.
paint myself into a coroner's office.
cut and paste take flight. avatar condore.
the patented patron saint john's wort.
making
fi borrow
When you take his piece ya friend a timmy friend a sorrow
Nobody no wif dem a go live fi see tomorrow
Cau, life is like da likkle road da
teeth in

Fuck what you believe in, you real-fake
Fishin in the same lake, eatin off the same cake you blow face

Who go that ready cook, synthetic
mean?
If y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my M.O.
I wouldn't have to go, eenee, meenee, meini, mo,
Catch a homo by his toe, man I don't know no more