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pushin bubble stealin
P-p-p-pow show me murder ima show thee the cause
That PCP be havin me I'm breakin laws in my drawers
P-p-p-pow boogie woogie bang
a fucking drive-by 

Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac 

Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack 

Master P in the passenger seat getting
killed John Henry, 
I'm gonna leave that allowing up to you,
Well, was he killed by hard work or was he killed by bad women
Be sure that this ain't
and a gangsta
Gangsta groove and rich, rollin' a cube, and boss up, nigga

Who want want with Sean "Puff" Da Don
Dutch Don Juon with Sean Don, I'm Sean John
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show

Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show

Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was two
Grew up two little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda
had to get P-A-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my
third of it, roll it up, murder it

Yo, get off the next man's P.P
Be original, kid, get off the P.P
Get off the shaft of my dick, get off the P.P
Anybody got any special requests for us to do
John Henry?
Lemme do John Henry then and we'll go...

Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my
trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she
the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here, not welcome son
Our necks are burnt, the roads
[Hailie] Daddy what are you doing?

[Eminem and Hailie] Okay then! Everybody listen up!

[Eminem] I'm goin' to hell! Who's comin' with me?!?
I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession

In the cave.
Get me out of this cave!
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
 
However, just as John
I wanted to show you John's star
And lay down with you in strawberry fields
You said, "You're gonna lay down here
You're gonna lay down alone"
I
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
 
However, just as John
Adapted by Doc Watson, Additional adaptation by John Pilla and Arlo Guthrie
Co-produced by Van Dyke Parks

I went down in the valley to pray
Learnin'
right out of those woods

Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain

And I recall that song by John Dillon James


One July Monday morning