Lyrics:
Written by John Mellencamp
Go on and admit it
You can't take it anymore
So why don't you quit it
Your scratching off again
Can't you see it
Well
[Chorus: John Cena]
Your time is up, my time is now
You can't see me, my time is now
It's the franchise, boy I'm shinin now
You can't see me, my time
"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
that werk that's great hustle
Cartier shades she way too smooth
Class on a milli by the way she move
Racks on Racks got em chillin on the shelf
Jimmy
Life evens the score
John Wayne slaughtered our Indian brothers
Burned their villages and raped their mothers
Now he has given them the white man's
Barleycorn he’s up at dawn
And working off the beer
Same thing every day of every
Week of every year
Hears Lord Bateman racing by
Along the county lanes
upon us
The sad fact is that if people didn't lie to each other
There'd be a lot more hatred in the world
And Bible John's an old man now
But he has not
his old man
Nigga bailed his moms out, then he told on his man
Now they home, actin' like nuttin' wrong, hustlin' again
He tried to be the next Frank
We're back at center court here
At Reebok invitational brought to
You by Jay-Z's S dot Carter tennis shoe set
That's right John i hear
They're
Yeah
Mazi
Stop playing
Them boys don't know bout me
Them boys don't know about me
Call Squeeze if it's pressure
He go blow by me
He on go bout me
should do
I'll be keeping this money, now friend wouldn't you
You could be James Henry, you could be Grace Divine
If you're name ain't John Wegner then
passers by
I'm agonna miss the Dear John Letter Lounge
And that fly by night life
Chorus:
Old Ira's tendin' bar right now
Probably wonderin' where I am
before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark May morning .
To bring his
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
If y'all wise up enough then hear me preach
You think only a biker speaks for a biker
Well am just a rapper and a writer
Yeah hear me now and stop
what their first name is too
(John, Kent, Don, Ben? I don't know... could be anything)
And now you're frozen, blank-faced
Standing in the middle
100k
Runnin up the bill son it quickly gave its way
But im bouncing back and im making my own name
KISS FM you can hear my on the waves Im radio played
(Now in English)
Mother Russia, I can hear your music
(In Russian) playing softly
(In English) in my soul forever
And those melodies still play
Even
thing I don't understand
It's true (Haven't got a clue)
be be be baby, I can tell you've got a big problem
When I flush the john, then your shower goes
playing
Down at John Lee's Bar
When Sun went down to see 'em
Someone followed her in a car
So now when she goes dancing
She has to watch her back
playing
Down at John Lee's Bar
When Sun went down to see 'em
Someone followed her in a car
So now when she goes dancing
She has to watch her back
movement, Reg.
FRANCIS
Why are you always on about women, Stan?
STAN
... I want to be one.
REG
... What?
STAN
I want to be a woman. From now on I want
The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent
Blinded, society got to be reminded of my diary
Cause tragically I carry thee
Misery of centuries that's
know nothin' about the Maritimes?|I said 'Look b'y, I can tell buy the big spuds on the back of your rig|You must be a spud picker from Prince Edward
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