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to the colony shore
Or send me where I'll laugh no more
I will tell none of what I know
Let the hunter walk where need must go
John, John, there's something
finished
Last name Doe bitch
First name John
By the time the Law
Get the call
I'll be gone
Last name Doe bitch
First name John
First name John
Last name Doe
Was the night John Roy
Came runnin down the hall
Wearin nothin
But cowboy boots
And a big sombrero
(And he was yellin)
Hey Romeo
Let's go down
Mama said, "Don't go near that river
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John"
Come the morning, I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in
Was the night John Roy came runnin' down in the hall
Wearin' nothing but cowboy boots and a big sombrero
And he was yellin'
Hey Romeo, let's go down
john you can't drag down (...sometimes I think I should just go completely...)
Condolee get conned
When they think they're the cunning one
Neighbor
Ha, Ma nigga, let me go
I jump on da boat, I cant swim but I float (I float)
Tell me something I don't know, don't say I'm a goat, for that we don't
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
Jesus left his home in Nazareth
And stands now on the bank of the Jordan River
A young man about thirty
Word had reached him that his cousin John
can't go waste my time
Dear John I hate I had to write this letter
Searching for better but the world keep on adding this pressure
My brother was legend
to run
John Ross he replied, with your men by my side
My head and my heart and my gun
The champion of justice he grew up to be abhorring the practice
selling again - CYNICAL - but isn't John dead?
Suddenly we're over in the stadium
We're live on CNN, MTV, BBC
And the lights go down and the screaming
your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She
kill
We was one squad, you broke out like Mike Scofield
I want fillet mignon, you want oatmeal
Add up our differences equals up to no meal
No mills,
Everything is turning around
Right from the time of John the Baptist
The kingdom suffereth violence
cnd its only violent ones that take it by force
If we are
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Green light
This ain't John
This ain't 3 stacks
Hunnit stacks or more I need dat
Lemme see that
on periodt
Why you acting touchy like a bitch on her period
Tedd Bundy on the beat, hmm serial
Go John cena on your ass, I'm invisible
I said what I said
with his head! Let's go to sleep, to sleep
Shrouded in the forest night
Let no foe our souls afright
Matthew, Mark and Luke and John
Guard the beds we
Mamène c'est nous les princes de la ville
Respectez nous
Vrai gamos, vraie go, vrai stuff
Mamène débouche le sky
On va se balader dans le quartier
John.
Well, you knew you had to want to go , dance down slow.
By the light of the sun, murder comes
Today or tonight
Better get yourself and transcend
(John Morgan: Everytime!)
Everytime you're walking by
You give me butterflies
While I'm on this late night drive
Yeah, you're on my mind
I'll go
out if I wanna be around when they all get aroused. Now I gotta be a Michael Scofield, prison break out this gig and go deal with the fact that I gotta
is, gangstas
That is...
Chorus: gangstas make the world go round, gangstas make the world
Go round,
I know, I know
Gangstas...round, gangstas..round,
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