Lyrics:
a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know
We won't let hatred grow
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
They left him stuck in the Penn
I love him, we all here just to die here, plus
Nobody cares what got here
Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord
y'all, while you hope the don fall
But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul
Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm
in what’s damned to bleed
I ain’t got no metaphors
I ain’t got entendres
I just got a lot of problems
Won’t you settle for
Like an album of me popping
Open the rhyme book, and I'll kick the context
If you know what's best, you'll step off or make a (??)
I'm down with John Wayne, Lone Ranger and Tonto
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
and gentlemen
This is not the album
This the album before the album
Gotta set the stage
Know what I’m talking ‘bout?
If you end up f***ing with this one
You
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
a gangsta, you a G
But I bet you with these hands man, you can't f!*?# with me
You just a silly trick mark mayne, talkin all that maza
You love the smell
Constante como gotas de agua perforando rocas
Fugitivo John Lurie en down by law
Chicos Ralphie down by Lo interconectándolo
Mis lineas subterráneas metro
about her past
Her ass be looking good inside the leggings
But I notice that she missing all her edges
I run the game just by running with the felons
Words and music: john jack jr/Ian McKaskie
2017 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Vocals, instruments and all other noises by john jack
*Each
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
memory and toast to Eminem
Cause he, gave me the shit that I needed on Documentary
Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy
But that
to you
An incredible gentleman
He goes by the name Elijah Blake
Let's go
Laa, da da da dup da ah
Thought you love me before
I'm glad to kill it some more
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah
Pop bottles
the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
you for listening
We have integrity
And we would never allow another ad on this album
However
We would love to thank John's special sauce
John's special
I thank these n****s scared me (it's cool though)
N**** bump my s*** see don't even holla
I bump yo s*** n**** I'ma holla at you
(Butt f*** that
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