Lyrics:
or go home
Boom on these niggas like jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like jiggaboo Jones
Boom on these niggas like... uh
Know im the shit when i get
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
and thats just in the car
Borderline genius
Scientists swear by me
Imagine Einstein in Carmen Jones' body
Gave you auditions, they say I'm a gymnast in
again
Come on home child
Come on home
Home to Jesus
He's waiting
Come on home child
Come on home
Home to Jesus
Heart's aching
Come on home child
Come
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Kirk cold blooded killer wit no burner on him
Come on you don't believe he murdered Tyrone
I believe you wasn't there you just heard it by phone
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
everybody's totaled
By the time I get there
There'll be nobody home
Don't get me started, just get me stoned!
Don't start the party with out me!
Say it one
going to play
Here to take us home
Saved by his grace
Jesus is coming
We going to fly
Like a dang jet
Up high in the sky
Uncle earl
Uncle luke
Daisy
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
me
Navy, downloaded by the tidals like Jay-Z
That's a roll offshore like an A.P
Davy, Jones' locker on top of those hoppers off the side of the ship
delivered him from that disease
And so that testimony is in the room and that testimony is going out right now (Jesus)
And so I’ve asked Josh to come pray
I'm Davy Jones's locker smith
Pickle lick she half way
Giving head like when a- just-
Just- just like GG Allin, eat my shit
You rodents talk alot of it
I was on my way to a fiery hell
Had no life begging for a slice of bread
Messing with my head crying out for help
Surrounded by fear and life's
Hollywood... tell me something: have you ever met Davey Jones? or Bobby Sherman?
No.. no, I ..
I mean... David Cassady, he's so...
Jimmy Greenspoon, once I...
right now
Come and turn this around
Deep down I know
This world isn't home
Come, Jesus, come
There'll be no war
And there'll be no chains
When
Jesus,
Come through
Do what only you can do
Make their heart your home
Fix their brokenness
help their dying soul
Oh Jesus,
Come through
Bounded by
Is all he's ever known
He don't care much for city lights
He prefers the porch back home
It's just another day of easy come and easy go
Just another
Going crazy in the club
Hard at home
You call it locomotion but I call it moving bones
They talkin' bout the finer things
But we ain't listening
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense
I know crazy
Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap
No looking back
Spaceships don't come equipped
With
am with 2 by 2
Cock up the gun and shoot
This one na anti curise
This one na anticurise
Run on the jonizing Jones
This one anticurise
Block am for
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