Lyrics:
Can’t live that nine till five no lie I tried
Felt pointless how you all get by
So I said fuck that now I’m here frogger hoping on a new track
Walter
working hard
Send me the cedes I will slide
Niggas be capping I'm finna shoot them in the head
Yeah I'm flexing with the on my neck
Real niggas by my side
I'm scofield
I gat plan and I do it
I smoke some weed and I do shit
I only do what I'm lovin'
Like who this
Lil whaze rapper, trapper, producer
go another round
Cause all of this is planned dude I feel like Michael Scofield
And my bars so bad you should call the local police
Never rich and sad
no patterns
My mind is set to go
Green light and no rules
Let flow
Sometimes i feel like I don't need a leader
I be leading my own journey
Ain't got no
and of course, the weight of the matter
Overrides the data, come back we need you in the battle
[The Soul of John Black-Singing]
As through the night you go from
And it didn't change nothin'
But heaven knows he tried
He was buried with his hammer by his side
He beat the steam drill down and then he died
John
Caiaphas, they 're right outside our yard
Quick Caiaphas, go call the Roman guard
No wait, we need a more permanent solution to our problem
What then to do
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
Look Caiaphas, they're right outside our yard.
PRIEST THREE
Quick Caiaphas, go call the Roman guard.
CAIAPHAS
No, wait!
We need a more
on
That girl was my sister
Just got off the night shift at Pennington's Place
Just wanna go home and get some sleep
Butch grabbed her by the waist with
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
it goes by fast
So tell the ones you love that you love 'em
Every chance you have
Ask him 'bout the good book
And he'll quote John 3:16
Ask him
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Catfish John was a river hobo who lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, Don't go
Mama said, "Don't go near that river
Don't be hanging around Old Catfish John
Come in the morning, I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in
and take me a walk
It might make me feel better
I guess I'll go on by ol', ol' John's cabin
See what's happenin' down there
Sounds like the joints
fah ! There go that nigga done-dada
Whoever mention my name, we sendin' em to John Hopkins
Mmmmmm, cock it and pop it
I said, mmmmmm, ain't no other
flow.
I take my city everywhere that I go!
I’m from the L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H
C-I-T-Y See I, got a paper chase.
City by the sea, it’s the 562.
That’s
kill
We was one squad, you broke out like Mike Scofield
I want fillet mignon, you want oatmeal
Add up our differences equals up to no meal
No mills,
Go tell the sheriff, john roland wood's found jesus
Now he's living at the foot of the cross
He testified on the main drag this evening
Said he's
the sun.
As I watch her sleeping.
Loves a promise thats worth keeping.
And holding it together. By holding on forever.
Girl that never ever ever let you go
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