Lyrics:
On my own, but still so crowded
Walls come down and the guards come up
But there's nowhere to run, I feel surrounded
Hurt feels better when I'm by
Person to person and man to man,
I'm back in touch with my long lost friend.
Listen to reason and understand
And think of me from way back when.
it
In the cushioned straight-jacket
Just like 22nd Street
They got me by my neck and feet
Pressures building, can't take more
My headaches charge, ear
these niggas got me fucked up
You test your luck, better luck up
We pull up on you like, what's up? all my niggas made a come up
Me and the gang just be
John Henry was just a little bitty boy
No bigger than the palm of your hand
His mammy looked down at John Henry and say
Johnny you're gonna be
die by myself (yuh)
These are just things I think about so good luck to you
You'll have to put up with my shit to be in a better mood
Will we get
Just put your dukes up, John
Yeah, put your dukes up, John
You were preened and sanitized
Struck dumb by good advice
Your integrity was bruised
When John Henry was just a little bitty boy no bigger than the palm of your hand
His mommy looked down at John Henry and say
Well Johnny you're gonna
don't clap thangs
Man, my chick bust shells like a hatched egg
Just cause we in Atlanta, don't try to Brave
I kick up dust like Chipper
Jones in his last
Screaming at my windshield
You were out of left field
He is just a bad feeling
Biting off my lipstick
I wish I could change this dress that I put
like head smooth with holes of nine
The witch returning
To bring fresh warning
And down the well
He casts the beast
So many years go by and John
and that's my favorite song
Guess I'll just have to tap my toes, there's no paper in the john
I wonder if they've missed me yet, I've been gone almost an hour
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
Ugh
Duval, get it, get it
Yeah, Illy
Get it
Hold it down
Hold it down
Hold it down like a weighted blanket
Don't make it a big deal
Titanic, just
Ugh
Duval, get it, get it
Yeah, Illy
Get it
Hold it down
Hold it down
Hold it down like a weighted blanket
Don't make it a big deal
Titanic, just
seventeen, in an all black suit
Laying still in a coffin, surrounded by my crew
Giving half-heart apologies
For watching while they bottled me
Or running
Hate on my name and u become John Doe
She broke your heart but you chose to stay
You can't be mad u were just in her way
Saber on the beat I come with
is this
Cause my name rings more bells than a Jehovah witness
Stronger than listerine, moppin' up rappers like Mr. Clean
Oh Lord, the Kane just
blessed, it is not just luck
I'm the best and I'm rounding up all of the haters who doubted us
Yea
She said I'm a steal, so she wanna cuff
Quarantine body,
the night)
I'm finna feel this by noon, but this count as tonight (this count as tonight)
Already out on my luck
So I might as well do what I want
It's 3am,
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
hundreds of
Things that happened one night
I went to a listening party
Just to pick up my backpack from a friend
Next thing I know, I'm in this studio
and i gave you my heart
I feel cold not enough something’s wrong by this all
I just might be out of luck (oho ho)
I just might be out of luck (oho ho)
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