Lyrics:
A degenerate, but I got my doctorate from Johns Hopkins
I only get one shot, yeah, that Johnson and Johnson
And my chin, like a Diaz brother when locked in
on the wall
That I think my daughter drew as a rainbow
You're standing in a pentacle
Being judged by lower level personnel
Garth Brooks said I have friends in
find the truth
Just wait 'till her lips turn blood red
She'll fall in love with whoever, 'nuff said
And that's Johnson
He's always on some agro frat
madness
He disposed of the body
In a cleaver way only a mad man would know how to
Bobby got out of that one horse town
Before anybody could ever figure out
visits at Thanksgiving
The crock pot the only one to piss in
The have nots drawing straws volunteering as tribute
ET still trying to phone home
Looking for
Hollywood In the Church
By Jody Johnson
City to City town to town
Church on every corner
cnd souls still bound
Look around it needs to stop
Christ
fi-fo-fum
My time to glo, bitch fuck the sun
Call me fate, boy I'm the one
I got some hits and you got none
By the end of the year I'll have a ton
Boy I only
half a line
In the future life, I don't even have to rhyme
We'll get the entire Armageddon with only half the signs
Just yields and rail roads
In
Baby, baby
Love is a magic word if you ever find inner life
But from that very first look in your eyes
I see you and I have but one heart
Only our
to solve
Involving us all
We have to build
A brighter future
What I and I need
Is love and unity
You got to liberate your mind
Be the most that you can be
alright
If it wasn’t for the meds I’d have tried to end my life
maybe once maybe twice
maybe more than three times
got way too much to say but I gotta make
do me?
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't
No, no, no. You don't understand
I have to finish sending this email for work
Like, my boss is gonna kill me
Hah, well, what do you know?
Get a load
ain't have no way show me how to make a catch
And to my father, who's a straight hustler, make money outta dirt, boy I gotta love you, I had parents when
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
and be your funeral
(Have your momma ten and two, with my homies spinnin' through
Drive-by, layin' side by side as they viewin' you
Ha, cause you will
a race
I got the blueprints as expected
I made the dots so you connect it
I only drink water with gas
Foot on the gas I'm moving fast
Mysterious see
compromise
There's ghosts that must be exorcised
One day he'll have to recognize
If you can't find love (by yourself)
If you can't find love (by
and Ms Johnson
we mixing drinks right now y'all
I step up in the spot and all the heads turn
pull up in the green apple beema
ya boy so hot the club
words, permeated with the magic no Johnson
Or Johnson
Pain seep my skin, fairer than the season autumn
Dropping scribbles in leaflets, letters to ones in
the boogyman will steal your soul
And have you strung out on remote control
And now your mind is broken and you feel pain
What you call sanity's what I call
This another one
I woke up this morning feeling like I'm the only one
Quiet in the house can even hear my left neighbor yawn
Quiet like a mute while
the one that I wanted
Was yours
Making my entrance again with my
Usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce,
My fault I fear,
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