Lyrics:
again?
There are some things you can simply look up–
Such as the size of Greenland, the dates of the famous nineteenth-century rubber wars,
Persian
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
and marvelous things
That you do not know
John, chapter fourteeen, and verse fourteen
If you ask Me anything in My name
I will do it
Isaiah, sixty two, and verse
I don't even gotta say shit
I let the beat talk
Y'all are on some gimme gimme gimme
I just beat box
Been around this bitch ya I can show you how
of
Sounds like this
Or you know
That sort of thing
I started
Sort of tapping
It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette
She was
on, they want you.
Hook
Way, way, way, way up. Say a prayer coz I’m all blessed up, ey, one two, one two, everybody know I live nice and I’m sine metu.
the night
I, I paint her face like Nickelodeon slime
You lot are jokemen, made me laugh like Kawhi
Vince Carter, left my arm in the pot
John Wick, treat
I been dey talk say money na the root of all evil gone are those days
Raba gats dey o
raba gats dey o
Maga gats pay
Maximum cruise,you no fit catch
up at the stars
For a couple hours, turned off all the lights on the cars
The world was ours it was yours
It was mine
The time flew by like it was
I'd rather face the knife (ouch)
And I want all the smoke, this is not haze
This that homegrown Methadone, John Blaze (huh)
I hate when you niggas
really are
Feel me y'all? Be solid, your foes hold you in ill regard
This ain't knowledge, this is not intense
For honored men, women too
Us who can
them bitches
I had erry one of em
You never see nothing like this now on em
John got it by killing the thing
Kamikaze blowing up everything
Don’t call I
when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my
said...
We are not groupies! You better understand that!.. I told Robert Planet, I told Elton John, I told all those big guys...
Robert PLANET?!
We are
And I promise you all of his squad
I'm not able to bail you out I'll just break you out
And I know that is gonna be hard
Ima just be Michael Scofield
and the future in tin cans
Standing in the sun
Like pirate bums
Pack or give up all your things
Find a rusty car and go drifting
And soon you'll forget
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Glocks and the beams with me (Great John beats, baby)
Look, look
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tell 'em, "Bust a move," got them things
So I live just like john montgotti, ha
I trust nobody
[chorus]
[master p]
Yeah you know what I'm saying this goes out to all my niggaz out there
In
and around, I've been lost, I've been found
I've seen love face to face in my dreams
And the things that I know and the things that I show
Are not always just
that new rap? Nah this that boom box
Watch your back or you'll get hit wit two shots, oh
Living by the day, gets worse every minute
Almost ending? Nah
lately I don't feel a thing
My mind's all fucked
I'm feeling stuck up in this life of sin
And I know I know I know
I'm the only one who can get me out
So I
this money is mine
And you can say what you want to, but one thing's for sure
I'm keepin' this money, my conscience is clear
What happened to John
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