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"St. John's Elementary, is where I love to be...
My little home away from home...
My special family...
And as We come Together...
We join hand in

bring knowledge and wisdom
Any haters giving lip
It's only right that we kill em
I float boats I'm gone need more guns
Amalfi Coast straight to Port St

Hey
Fizzy memoirs of my life morally gray
Rest in peace in St John's Chapel

Dear Father Hey
All my misdeeds are behind me
As well as more than

There’s a girl in St. John’s Harbour that I’m longing for to  see
No one does know that girl my boys
Half as much as me
She cried so when I left her

won’t see the lights in the passenger cars
Or pictures in the window frames
And you won’t hear them shouting all aboard
Last call for the St. John’s train

tonsils
Kick 'em they drop and they topple
Sipping this slop by the bottle
My bitch give me top yeah she wozzle, ah
Got it lit from St. John's to Toronto

comes to music my friend, I can't believe these words
Are as true as St. John the Revelator
Yeah, Stevie Ray was the best guitar player I ever heard
No

throes
All run out, and they know
Is it time to go home?
Is it time to go home?

End of the season, one over to go
St John’s Wood mist gift wrapping your

to St. John’s
I hear a hollering couple outside; I sip some tea while the radiator sighs, should I watch TV if something’s even on
It’s getting light now

I'm on St john's Bay with a big black coat
Got a bottle full of Henny, got
A bag full of coke, nope
I'm not incriminating, homies on a boat
I never

Cold beer chillin' in a solo cup...but
I don't drive a truck
Well I've never hunted, but I've caught some Specks
Out on the St. John's River with some

to St John's
In a body bag
You pussy niggas trash
Turn yo ass into a shirt
Or a hashtag
I'm on now
I'm on later
Yeah I had plenty stops
But it's my

'cause you have depression
Wellbutrin
Lexapro
Prozac
Celexa
Zoloft
Depacote
Effexor
And St. John's Wort
Life is a cocktail party
Live as though you mean it

in peace, grew up in them trenches
Nigga st john's exactly, behind them fake smiles
Niggas out here, try to clap me
I gotta do it for my kid, this

I don't know why
I can feel your smile
Every now and again
In those old photos
Of you

Burning off summer skin
On the St. John's lawn
Everyone looks

the ice slacked off and we got our load
Our good ship homeward steering
Flushed with success our bosom glowed
As St John's we are nearing

Blow gentle

told

One grave stands out from the rest
It's north to south, not east to west
Come to St John's and see
Here lies Molly Leigh

People say to this day

Prescription pad

VERSE 4
Take the edge off with ecstasy
Don’t insult me with Chamomile tea
No I’m not the sort for St. John’s wort
But you can rid my woes with

Here is a story about a man called Pete
He once had the world at his feet
I met him in a bar in st john's wood
Shouting at the world he's so

less for our dollars!
My love was tarnished…
Until I heard a young Simba
From the Carolinas 
Who became a St. John’s scholar;
Introduced me to a Cole

we share
As we're going through state without any care
Marching on to a beat of a drum
Our life
Our blood
Is one

St. John's coffee shop
Rocking with

genius I made a quarter million on the futon
Been came up off the croutons and coupons
I flew the sour from the Bay to St. John's
Four Four Eight I'm

running ever wild
The St. John's fleeing northward
Baptizing with beauty
Cleansing holy ground
In this feast where all is found

A land of plenty and a land

Stay One Jump Ahead

Killing Joke

Outside the Gate

1988

one jump ahead

The Whitehouse played the game their own way
Their foreign policies gave me the shits
I didn't understand until I read
St. John's