Lyrics:
a battle light
Swing out the gat and I know that we'll gat you right
Here's an example, just a little sample
How could I just kill a man
One time tried
became a gin and tonic
Mine became a beer
And we grew up a little more last year
Today at work they passed me by
And promoted John instead
I came
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
still talk about us when we've died
The end
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care, this wine could be my blood
For
long that I cant fit this here inside a minute
Left for a while but I'm back nigga feeling replenished
Less of the bickering like little bitches that
live before they die
'Til the test the wrong animal then they spirit fly
Just know the game while you playin the tough guy
That's yo' life
(Four by
caught napping
No time to rest
But here, we'll throw in some stress
Add a little duress
Cuz a test is always best
For those who seek to impress
Let me
a battle light
Swing out the gat and I know that we'll gat you right
Here's an example, just a little sample
How could I just kill a man
One time tried
on just a little
Out in the middle
Come Friday, we come undone
Stay half lit like the high life neon
Barely hanging on like sheds in the pole barn
Salty, balmy murals
Sprayed in the air
A little rainbow appears for a while
Pink skies, seagulls cry just before last light
Let's stay here for
they'll still talk about us when we've died.
JESUS
The end...is just a little harder, when brought about by friends.
For all you care, this wine
from an elf
Santa’s little workshop, my own studio
Getting good, I gotta go
Ain’t no goodies gotta know, gotta get it while I’m on the go
Ain’t nobody
you're here to stay
I'm not supposed to see you
Till Wednesday afternoon
But every once in a while
I can feel every mile
Can't wait to see
Your smile
your
bad for my health
But myself, I stay fuckin' with y'all
Making hit's like my name was John Gotti
Like I got thugs and hired
Goons waiting in the lobby
judge a book by a cover
Before you read the pages
Stay six feet away from me
It’s too contagious
If you ain’t pray
Not a day for me
You can keep your
what up?
Chu-Chu what up? John-John what up?
Gianni what up nigga? - HA! [echoes]
Little Joe rock on, Little Joe rest in peace
Big Fred rest in peace
Stay in the light
Sun-kissed child, how dare they treat you rude?
I'll Hershey kiss your wounds
I do see you (just a touch of love, a little bit)
They left him stuck in the Penn
I love him, we all here just to die here, plus
Nobody cares what got here
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
They left him stuck in the Penn
I love him, we all here just to die here, plus
Nobody cares what got here
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
the number ones
Number ones here with your number one
You ain't number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin' that they number one
Kid think your
track
You're first to know
Don't look below
Everything's black
Run sweet children
Run far away
John's on the loose
He's here to stay
Back off you fools
I
"This song was written by John Lee Hooker
About his wife, her name is Maudie
Everytime he has an argument with her
He has to write a new verse
You see grams, I'mma see craters
By the time you see land I'mma see acres
Drop another CD just to see paper
And before you see me you'll see
I stay (ha ha, ha ha)
The B-to-the-R-to-the-O-the-O-K
Place where I rest is on my born day, bust it
Sometimes I sit back and just reflect
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