Lyrics:
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
LexNour good evening
Over the course of the next 10 minutes I will
Submit my application for the next rap god
Enjoy the festivities my name is Dax
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
bullets, Will Grier
And I got a white plug named John Deere
Bitch I need me a pint, not ten beers
Can I hit from the front, or maybe the rear?
10Fifty made
'm Django
Likened by white powder, John Stamos
Probably the only artist, who can father time, John Amos
Rapper God erupted out of a Comic-Con-cano
yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don
Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb
Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin' shit
Nigga
a lil bit more than that underground shit
Had that army fatigue, the Chuckers
I signed a nigga by the name of Big Pun
That nigga went double plat
one
And let's not forget that He sent His Son
Through Him all was made. Read yourself John 1
Jump into the Word, flood your mind with Scripture
Why
Poor John thought he would be the one
To save people from the devil's grip
Initiate his god to the forsaken
A missionary on a holy trip
He bought
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
John Mayer
Fuck a long saber like i ain't
Luke Skywalker I'm Darth Vader
Armed with Vegas' claw blade may god
Save em -like Bart's neighbors
Stop hating
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
your hoe, I'm knocking it down
Bands for a show, I'm skipping through towns
This drip cost, get that shit by the pound
She got a top, she's taking it off
Jack and that John
No it’s not for me but you do what you want
No I never smoked, never been that broke
Too obsessed with money to let my wallet go cold
outside
What will we do on Friday nights
Without John Roland shootin' out the lights
Carry that ol' jukebox away
He traded be-9 for 'Amazing Grace'
here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me
20 here
by
The music
No, I don’t know the words to my own song
I always get ‘em wrong
It’s so embarrassing
Yeah, I just make it all up as I go along
Sort
right!
Come set me right!
Come set me right!
I dare you to!
All the words you spoke to me
Your still small voice, I'm listening
Gets drowned out by
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
I'm a girl, and by me that's only great!
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy,
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind
Words and music by Bob Hartman and John Elefante
Based on John 15:18, Philippians 1:28, Romans 8:37
Look at the front page, turn on the tv
They fire
flesh
...(Numbers 11:18, John 6:54)
And devour it down that you will live forever
...(John 6:51)
You will suffer not a woman to speak in church
...(1
da da
I'll shit on you, I will shit on you
I'll shit on you, girl, you know, it's true
I'll shit on you, bitch or man, its true
I'll shit on you,
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