Lyrics:
Hang your head, Tom Dooley,
Hang your head and cry;
You killed poor Laurie Foster,
And you know you're bound to die.
You left her by the roadside
a true veteran
Ah touch down later, he made It in and then we won the game
With five championships to go Along with that resume, he's ah True legend
Knew a guy named John
Guess we sort of lost touch
See the thing was
We never liked him very much
Didn't go to his birthdays or
The cookout in his
Go and find me or hidin', with wine and Bacardi
Get down like John Gotti then I gotta get lost
I'm gone in the wind
My momma keep on tellin' me
that this all has happened
Dream of living in mansions,
Dream of being supported financially by my deepest passions
Dream that I'm so relaxed,
Breaking down them baggies
If your swag is something like my swag
I used to be your daddy
I'm a Legend in my section
They call me the president
I'm a Legend
Where where where is he over there
Where where where is he over there
He's on the corner waiting (waiting)
Waiting for the right love to walk
Yeah
In case you didn't know it
This song is sponsored by alcohol
Yeah
So here's my endorsement
Let's turn up a lil' bit
LETS GO!
The turn up is
There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!)
I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by
The size is more greater, and equator more
Help! Moby Dick!
Hark! Moby Dick! There’s Moby Dick!
See Moby Dick! Help! Moby Dick!
JOHN
This book got mixed in by accident!
LOST BOYS
Is there
he's the mighty Jeff
A million miles away
He'll be there by your side
In your darkest moments
He'll be the brightest light
He's a man of great power
So
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
the clouds and I'm feeling we the best out
Three albums in and there still no time for rest now
Ayo, let me clear my head for a second
Lemme think about
were divined
By the disenchanted tone at the end of the line, hang up
He tried to look strong in front of mom back up
John stop lookin' forward
lord
Live by this, or die by the sword
[Chorus]
John Wayne killed a lot of gooks in the war
We don't give a fuck about John anymore
We all heard his
When you know something in your heart, there's not one ounce of proof
That you know what you're talking about or even that you're not a fool
But I
that I am Legend and I
Am Robert Neville I’m immune to the bite if there’s a
Club for authentic I’m included in for life nigga
Judas is the type you
Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why
and pigeonhole you.
Buddy, they don't even know you.
But hang on my dear, dear, John.
Maybe you're not just like everyone, so what, so what.
And there's
Him
In Him was life and that life was the light of men
Shining in the dark but darkness didn't comprehend
There was a man whose name was John he was
get The Box like I'm on Roddy Rich shit
Take it inside
John Legend
Get Lifted
But wait
I went through 5 pair
Saw my reflection
Ain't really like
of Bill,
And Johnny's lads stand very still.
With the thumpire's shout, they all start to clout
- there's no guns in this gentleman's bout.
Georgie moves
wound up in the boom bap
Playing the keys letting them breath and hang fat
Arranging the words and sound in clean stacks
Influenced by Dre Cube Pun
John Henry was a steel drivin' man
John Henry was a steel drivin' man
He died in West Virginia
With his hammer in his hand
They sing about him
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