Lyrics:
(Twisted), Fly wit the stars (Twinkle ,Twinkle)
T 4 ? Flights , 80 grand large (BALLIN!)
So we lean with it, pop with it (Bankhead)
'Vertible jones, mean
proud to
Be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
My visit's are occasional to
The Senior Educational
And it is the against the rules
For
Knocks, beat
knocks, beat
Still knocks... this beat
Jesus still knocks, and so does this beat
At the end John took an island retreat
In
saved by His grace and His mercy you know what it is
Grace
Grace and mercy
Mercy
It was His
Grace
Grace and mercy
Mercy
Nothing but His
Grace
Grace
the way down South (YEAH!)
I ain't Mike Jones, keep my name out'cha mouth bitch (Mike Jones)
We can get it crackin if it get to clickin clackin
Look
am with 2 by 2
Cock up the gun and shoot
This one na anti curise
This one na anticurise
Run on the jonizing Jones
This one anticurise
Block am for
can't live by bread alone
Jesus said it's written down
The devil lost the first round
The devil took Him to the temple roof
Said Son of God I want
on the ringtone
Got u gully gully on the mental It's just money money bank load
Like woah...
Outro - Figuero Jones
I abide by a specific energy
these spirits
Yep This the final album
His Kingdom shall reign forever
I'm a lay it all out
Lay it all down
His Kingdom shall reign forever
Decrease everything about
from Hollygrove
505 till I die knock you out like I'm Holly Holmes
Jones Jones when I beat it in ya hoe
Uh
Nate dog when I skeeted in the door
Been
into the mall, happy holidays
They don't know nothin' bout the Maccabees
Don't tell me nun bout X-mas
The world, man, it really don't like Jesus
gettin' now
Roll down the window and let the beat slap Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that
That's what it's all about boy
Don't be hatin'
Who are you? You don't know?
Don't tell me 'Negro' that's nothing
What were you before the white
Man named you a 'Negro'? What was your name?
It
into it
And I'm a say screw it
But I'm not gonna chop
But I'm not Mike Jones, and
I'm not Mike Jones
Mike Jones who? Shut the fuck up
Here's a dick, dad,
bigger
Beat the devil at his own game and he poured him down the drain, yeah
Touchdown Jesus
Touchdown Jesus
That's just another story wrote away
bitches boost me
Got it out the trunk in my town
Errbody know Legend from chitown
The land of 5 rounds to have you sit down
Catch a 6st if you up for
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
And Lil' Darkie
And I say the N word
'Cause I'm on that real hoodlum shit
Listen here you dumb niggar monkey
You just got beamed by Jesus and Nuclear Retard
the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is
Awe yeah christian's
It's the trumpet
He's back
Jesus is coming
Jesus is coming
Let them all know
That jesus is coming
Jesus is coming
Jesus is
Jesus Jesus Christ Almighty Jesus love you adore you glorify and praise you
Thank You Lord, Thank you Lord
If we talking about Jesus I get excited
It's
ears, nose and mouth, it blocked all my senses
Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
I'm down in the tube station at midnight, oh
I said I was down in
ears, nose and mouth, it blocked all my senses
Couldn't see, hear, speak any longer
I'm down in the tube station at midnight, oh
I said I was down in
I was unsure but now I know I really got the flow
Didn't have to plan it, I let Jesus take control
I'm sure
They ain't even have to let me know
I
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