Lyrics:
like a legend, I feel like
They treat me like a menace, I feel like
They know imma menace
They don't wanna let me in
Cuz when I get there
Imma treat
the nineties
I loved Brazil
The OG Ronaldo
Rivaldo
Roberto Carlos
I liked
Barcelona in Spain
Juventus in Italy
AJAX
Celtic
Man U
Dortmund
And there's
A person
racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.
Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed,
My fire is burning
you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride.
Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiralled down the river bed,
My fire
Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight
It's only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight
In the cold, feel the cold all
away poor boy
Might have seen John Hardy getting away
John Hardy went up upon that freestone bridge
There he thought he would be free
Up stepped
time I think of you its pain that flows though my head
Lyrics in my head
Singing for you like I'm John Legend
Baby you know I'll do what I say
You know
Gonna let some off in the air just like a flare
Just say yeah and I will roll there
Cause it's the Chron Playa with the long hair
The name is Onwuka my
the grace of God that brought me far and I’m gon soar
I’m a star I’m a boss I’m a legend in a making
I’m a star I’m a boss I’m a legend in a making
I’m a star
many miles
They locked me in a prison cell to await my trial
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
The man who'd defend me was ill and couldn't
as they call it. In the test of pornography, one of the things to look at is it, it does not have any redeeming social value. Ah, there could be
up, scorchin hot in the game
Bitch I'm fired up
Play wit the kilo, like Nino
Al Pachino, Don Vito
Got me clutchin on the eagle
John Legend
They just
in the eyes, this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said, "Let there be light"
When 27 my young jawn in the
Bed
Betty, white Christmas
Green Lantern comic red stripe in my pitcher
There is no illa, evolved gorilla
Quickly breaking up that grass
Like a fucking Roto
in their place as I muddle through conversations
Now face it the beast slamming down slanted lamentations
If you’re sated by speech slangin' I’ll tell
(Yeah, he came in country woman's house)
Lost John came into a country woman's house
Sat there as quiet, quiet as a mouse
Said, “Mister Lost John, be my
BLXDE.
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Eight damn bullets in his back
Now he's cold
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Nobody answered his calls
Now he's gone
could ask Chrissy Teigen, ask John Legend
She say I got a vanilla aftertaste
Cut his face, let him use his blood for his aftershave
Harrell Park, it
Sing, sing, sing of the mistletoe
Dance, dance, dance by the fire
Keep the golden songs alive
With an old church choir
And you can hang your
he grows a little garden in the back yard by the fence
He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense
He get's out there in the twilight
some slack
I kill for my family, that shit is a fact
One time for the home down the Rez road
Two times for the crew in the city, though
Legend has
it don't look like no trouble there
As they head for the bar in their lumpy suits
And I slip my hand between the thighs of John Finn's wife
And they
I'm my daddy son but I can't give my daddy that title
Like a fall from heaven, I am legend landing in fire
When it rains it pours, the way it seem
on life a legend
Stepping repping and flexing
There's always something coming
Around the bend get ready set
Lock on in preparation got me
Balancing my life
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