Lyrics:
the minos don't try me
Sittin up front you be in the background
Call me John Cena I'm makin em fuckin tap out
Straight to the top bitch ain't no back route
Father John
And if I knew him well
He said "Is it true he doesn't eat
But lives off staring at the sun?
Or that he keeps a monkey as a pet
And taught
convos in a condo
Put bread on your name, turn you to John Doe
Been sellin' the cane, know how the problems go
On the base like McGwire
Thirty-eight
they would play
Obsessed with this music this is more than a phase
St. John kids, remember that vending machine
The one that took yo dollars, stayed
subliminal, name a witch
Facts that you never name no one (oh, yeah)
When this clowns out of tricks
And their bags low
They start to act like girls
Now
Couldn't taste success so fuck the foreplay
Bullets with their names, John Hardin on any day
686 P, this is your last day
Wack ho finished like
intentions do
In the Name and by Authority of the good
People of these Colonies solemnly publish
And declare that these United Colonies are
And of Right
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always
just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
the sun.
As I watch her sleeping.
Loves a promise thats worth keeping.
And holding it together. By holding on forever.
Girl that never ever ever let you go.
and Mya deh yah now
(Memba that though) zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
Neptune mek number one tune yo
(Larger than life) zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga
And king Herod heard of him for his name was spread abroad: and he said,
That John the Baptist was risen from the dead, and therefore mighty works do
People think I'm doing Coke I'm doing lines
Cuz I spit that cooked crack in every line
And my middle name Hercules like Elton John
Marijuana and Coronas
Hold me by my wing now
‘Cause your breath is going wind down
Then we run in circles
Bury my face inside your face
You and me fake we out of tune,
We
an evil plan written by the Illuminati
Long before Adolf Hitler ever changed his name to Liberace
The details are spotty about him and John Gotti
They've
bye bye
On the gang we'll forever rock out
Ima king Ain talking knockout
Bout my name it'll get you knocked out
Can't be lacking keep that 45 on my hip
and Mya deh yah now
(Memba that though) Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
Neptune mek number one tune yo
(Larger than life) Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga
Yet within his group it's very couth at the least
Swell in tune with the movements of beasts
In the dark age he was unfazed by the new waves
that you don't wanna fuck with
Never shy, sippin' on some why ask why
Smokin' Thai with this bitch that's more fly than Jasmin Guy
Hooked up with John
Bitches faming' my name
See what that shit'll bring to you?
The world is ice cold
Poncho, show him what that flame do
9 millimeters for evil, he can aim too
popping yeah it's
My time, me and god we got
Mob-ties, john the bapist that's
Ma name bruh, got me a girl
And she so nice, milly rocking
On your dance
Gus is the cat at the theatre door
His name, as I ought to have told you before
Is really Asparagus, but that's a fuss to pronounce
That we
of his craft, so amazed
By the song he played, so new and strange
A sound that he would gladly arrange
For in this tune, he saw a chance
To break from
and pans are gone
No one left singin' out of tune
On a cab ride to heaven, that angel's movin' on
For a moment, we were blessed by the stars
For a moment,
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