Lyrics:
With no exceptions He died for our sin
Christ said by faith you get baptized in
God He gon' get you the gift
(He promised us)
Watch Him deliver the gift
It’s Johnny Apple seed planting mother fucking genius. John Legend linguist-ic artistic mother fucking mean kid. And when say fuck you, I mean it. I
The situation, got them iller than an AIDS patient
Wild niggas, who be acting like they free-pacing
Now, as time goes by
He's looking out his window, see some
3 am, mustang speedin'
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight
He laughs does motor moves
Runnin' through the red lights!
Hollerin'
who've come to see me, for those that'd prove me guilty
May the joker hear your call and show you all more mercy"
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe'
is in His hand
Hope you're ready when you see Him
The Son of Man
Hope you're looking to the sky
He's coming back again
And He's coming real soon
Hello, you the new butler?
Hahaha! Well, it's been a long time since I've been the new anything!
What's happened to Hudson?
I guess he's
of the TEC"
Head for the hills before you get wrecked
"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the TEC"
Here I come up your block, driving once
usually call him just Gus
His coat's very shabby, he's thin as a rake
And he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake
For he was in his youth quite
all your bones diagnose you with gout
Julio Jones, we running paper routes
John Wick in the cut deducing his crouch
Don't be a fool, you get wet like
want to try for two,
Guess he'll get along without no help,
Live all his life on the mountain by his-self
expiring
And you've already finished retiring
That bag I'm acquiring, I mean I
Got a bag of concrete mix
By using a spawn cheat glitch
'Cause I traded John's
(Hey, ooh) don't stop, can't stop
Spizzy Spose in the house
We're gonna sex it out for
You if you don't mind let me tell you, girl
I like my sex by
Reefer captain’s hats and matching Parrot Head tank tops
Traded in my work boots and her high heels, for two pairs of flamingo flip flops
At first I was
'll wipe away your tears.
Call on His name, He will rescue you.
Our heavenly Father sent His only Son to save us all from damnation.
VERSE FOUR (John)
There
coulda beat the whole Dipset by his self (he could've)
They wasn't ready they was more focused on drippin'
He called them out for not knowin' they words
Never thought he'd ever settle
Or trade his traveling ways
Now it's get dinner on the table
And get to bed by eight
You can call it giving in
Or can call
by firing John
Who now wonders when his life will begin
Ain't it confusing to search for the will and learn
When you find it that you've lost your
purpose. One day he had a dream, where he was wandering alone over the hills near his home. Unhappy because he was alive, after being resurrected by his
could always be found
Singing about his wayward life for the rush hour crowds
In a high lonesome tenor that would have made Guthrie proud
He wore an old
thinking of a family
He bought a lot of tapes
For his Malibu Chevy
But he didn't want more
And the pretty girl said
Boy you ought to slow down
He did
a kill the beat like I'm John Wick
Hesitate on my content
I'm a come through like a comet
And pass by your nonsense
I got the confidence
Satan, you
Deep in sorrow, Jesus said
"One of you will betray Me."
Shocked and confused
John asked Him who it will be
"The one for whom I dip the bread is
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
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