Lyrics:
and the polygraph is true
I'm the owner of this room nigga
So who are you?
You can get smoked out too
Fxckin' with me
You won't have to have no weed
That's just some
George Jones and Jesus are two heros of mine.
One is only human but the other one divine.
When I could not find a friend I found out that I had
Came in the game nigga and all I see is corpses
And I ain't talking bout cops
I mean I see dead rappers and they ain't tryna buckle up
In this,
JONES IS SO ALONE ONE MILLION MILES FROM HOME
SOLD YOUR DIAMONDS AND DOGS FOR SOME STONES
YOU WATCHED YOUR STARMAN DROWN AND LET YOUR SPIDERS DOWN
Cause i be drippin and eatin (drippin in gold)
The shrimps with the mayo (no cocktail involved)
No chips no tomatoes (keepin it classy)
The curry is okay
They say love is a risky affair
Baby got that love jones yearning kind of spell
They say love is a risky affair affair affair
Baby got that love
Mr. Jones in the middle of the door
Stepping in to step out
He's in town, he doesn't make a sound
What's this, what is this about
Oh, I figured
check your mail
Cos I'll come by post that fine put holes in your dough like homer
Full, nike outfit no jack jones
I boost physical man I got a backbone
no fiction, Young nigga GD i thought he was a Christian.
You flashing your money just another mission, Navy Seal Jone im tiger shark fishing.
Pistol
you're watching it explode
It's just a day in the life of Jesus Jones
Well I suppose life is a game of probability, at least if you're not rich
You can
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
got is always gonna hold
No matter the pictures or the feuds
They mean more than you ass ever could
The fools took me for who I was
And for that, our
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
Set! (Killah!)
[Cam'Ron (Jim Jones)]
Yo baby yo, Hey, you, yes give me a kiss
You better make it fast, I know you like what's on my wrist
(Now y'all
'm the better half
I'm nasty worse than Howard Stern
This court is adjourned
And now it's your turn bitch
I guess you know by now who's number one
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
Paine,
I don’t even try to hide it, I take the blame,
David Blane, swallowing a razor blade,
Now say my name, before I fade away,
I give em hope, when I
Howard. Pussy, look at me smile
.45 by my gut
Nigga, that's just how I do thangs
Got some killas in the cut
Throwin' Bs, like they Wu-Tang
My Crip niggas
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin' (by)
That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin'
Even when the skies
going, she keep cumming, what you know 'bout it? (Nothing)
So 'bout it (yeah), like Master P (who?)
But no coward (Uh-uh)
No, I am no Howard the Duck,
The stakes are raising and tell your
Producer there ain't no savin' ya
I'll make your skill dissappear like
A david blane in training
When you grab this mic
honey throat smellin' like Impulse
Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God?
Attitude is very
honey throat smellin' like Impulse
Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God?
Attitude is very
early '90's it wasn't pearly and shiney
I was so damn grimey
'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes
Or jewelry wit the X's O's
My house had asbestos
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