Lyrics:
What is this scene
Who wrote this
You know what, fuck it, let's do random shit
Tara Strong's a sex offender
I was blocked by Tara Strong on Twitter.com
friends
Back when i was loving on that Bitch i lost close friends
Do what you gone do AYE
Fuck a nigga and what they Saying
One day you a never knew my
kinda spell we're under
What would jack and diane do?
Hey sharona I don't understand
Why we gotta argue all the time
You got your life and I got mine
I
around hoes like I'm the owner of the rink
No TV To iT, but OG Bobby Johnson (WHO)
Would be proud! No baseball 2 it, but some of u niggaz foul
Before I
Taliban Quan man
TBQ this what the fuck I do
Ice on my wrist (Wrist)
Watch it gliss
Yellow like some piss (Piss)
I heard you be doing it but you
still (love me)?
If I minimized my net worth, would you still (love me)?
Keep it a hundred, I'd rather you trust me than to (love me)
Keep it a whole
the whoopty-whoop
You take the devil for God, look how he doin' you
I'm Jack Johnson, I beat a slave catcher snaggletooth
I'm Tiger Flowers with a higher power,
Swear there is no nothing after
I'm the bishop, I'm the pastor
I'm the god MC and you don't want to get
Caught in the rapture
I would probably burn your
chi fi dead.
Chorus:
Now do you care bout the clothes that they wear'
Would you rather if they left you there'
Do you still care what your friends
respect you
Girls only come to share a tissue
I can't go back, give me more jack
Rather numb the pain than risk a gold plaque
I don't hold slack
said, 'Don't speak until you're spoken to.
I'll tell you what you can and can't do.
Now go and sit in that corner 'till I get back.'
Jack was all alone
Sunrise, tired eyes, snooze button more than a few times
Now I'm awake, feel great
Jack Johnson on the speaker while I make banana pancakes
I ain't
what you rap
But if they do, they rather hear you never mentioning a fact
They rather turn up; they won’t even get it if you cuss at them
But nothing
hard shit being lethargic, okay?
You think it's easy for me to be watching TV all day?
I'd rather do some dishes, that or use my sentences
But instead I
celebrity is you
I've swooned at Mia Farrow
Angular and narrow drove her Pierce Arrow
(12) to a Gatsby Review
Tho frozen to the marrow
Who would dream
saying's for greed
Then I ain't even what they're trying to feed
My appetite for destruction
You guys know who I'm talkin' to
The appetite is
Ya
Cici
Nicole
I rather be alone
Than sitting by the phone
Two Shots of Patron
I don’t need nobody
Breaking me down
I don’t need nobody
Breaking me
Amplify his ass and what you see is what's on
Muthafuckas I slaughter, blow 'em out the water
Word to me, fuck the father
My melody is deadly as a pin
what do we eat
In the hills out in Cali like what do you see
Condos out in Miami watch out for beach
Praying I could waking up living like robin leach
wait 'til I'm famous
Bet you a grand, they come out and would accuse a statement of a abuse
So they can get paid and sue me for what I'm makin'
me happy by saying what's far from the
(Truth ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
I just got bad, bad luck (yeah)
(You ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Would rather make
[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single Bitch y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X
about you, you know all about me
You worried bout what I might do wrong, don't doubt me
I know we in the city of stars, but I'm not acting
4 Calendar
on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm throwed and I don't know what to do
I guess I gotta give you part two of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it,
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