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Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Johnny Kane, bitch I be up early getting money Nigga, no, I'm not a dummy, nah Spraying shells out the Glock
[Johnny Blaze] So what we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit Fuck the world, word up Sunz of Man, Method Man, True Mast',
Johnny Cash is dead And Bob Dylan's busy This story I'm about to tell They'd tell it better than me But Johnny Cash is dead And Bob Dylan's busy So
her nose The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or Francis Scott Keys Nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash Engelbert
her nose The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or Francis Scott Keys Nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash Engelbert
Step by step yeah I'll never stop I've come too far to be quittin' now So I'll keep on going till I reach the top Listen to your heart, coz it speaks
to dig up in my pockets It'll be a catastrophic little situation And I'll be leaving him laying dead And gone all in his own piss Father bless me: Jesus
with dirt. "It must be dead," I said to her, as I turned to leave. "No, it's alive," she cried. "Just before you got here, I swear, I saw it
help, I did this shit all by my own Gotta keep on going, they say life is not drag race May not be the first but I could never come in last place Pockets
Let's cut the pie five ways We came off with two mil, kid Noodles Fast Rollie Fingers, no doubt, coming through La Cosa Nostra Johnny Blaze Lou
Let's cut the pie five ways We came off with two mil, kid Noodles Fast Rollie Fingers, no doubt, coming through La Cosa Nostra Johnny Blaze Lou
the stomach I put my hand to the sky, I sing Grateful for the blessings you bring Thank you for the ones I love Forgive me for the times I was Down
A leech I'll never be She a treesh all in them streets God gave a god one to me Might go and by her a ring Hope that god can come and save me from this
packed with all these lame lil motherfuckers Everybody wanna be a hard stopper You won't find too many riding out without a chopper They end up dead
you might start to spit You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze Duncan Hines monument
you might start to spit You nice Lord, sweet daddy Grace, wind lifted On the dance floor, makeover's free followed by gauze Duncan Hines monument
it was hempacillin Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you livin' Aye yo JB hit me one time [Verse Four: Method Man] Its the Blaze that be Johnny Not
greatful, I'll be faithful[01:47.58]But don't you touch me[01:48.52]Or else you're dead[02:04.70]It feels there's a monster inside me[02:08.51]Regulating my
be framed by any other man. She tried to run away, that gun in her bag the pistol shot, just by mistake sweet Lucy now is dead Oh Sweet Lucy, oh Sweet
When i'm dead, will someone notice that i'm gone No one will tell, cuz i've been living all alone Nothing to do, staring at an empty phone Only
one place Working for paydays, I wan be head of state I am a Top G, Top G, Top G And they call me Indigzzz, Indigzzz, Indigzzz Grateful for
of that message And I'm just excited to be able to share it with you Hey, justified me, glorified me Paid my ransom and I've been redeemed by his blood Go
My hearts a sled By dogs I'm lead Moms was broke But mouths was fed Laws was broke They called the feds She don't know Don't be mislead If she
Dead crosswords puzzling your delf See that's what I'm talkin bout When you take the Johnny Blaze And you take that game and you plug that here
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