Lyrics:
might get in the projects then
I might take her to the loft
And i'm a boss and I swear to
God my last name is Ross
My mama told me that I got it
And I
without your love?
i've stared at the sun
back to top
living in the red
these days, are so pell mell
toss me some sleep will you find me down deep
in
Whoa-Yeah!
All your life you’ve wondered, if you are the one
If you are the man, and whether it can be done
You can take the bull by the horns,
J.T.R in it
Yo J.T.R, how you feeling
Mehn, I'm feeling like a million bucks
I feel like
In this give or take world right
You gotta give all it takes
wanna be entertainers
645 honeybee coupe come with a yellow stick
550 see thru top Gates for President
Demand what they tellin' me
Handle the legacy
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
"Wicked Clowns are invading you"
I'm Violent J, Papa Killjoy, I can't be fixed
I'm a crooked ass clown with some filthy tricks
I killed hot
to the top
Time to set-up
J-Rock and Randy
My plug to blow up
We catched up
Straight up
In the booth looked up
To build up a masterpiece
And we don't stop
Back
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New
turnt now
Bring me that bottle pour it up now
Got broken glass up in my pocket
Roll that grass let's get it popping
We take it over the top, we take it
a let me take a swigger
And if you don't get any bigger
Yes, I'm that kind of nigga!
[J] Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
[X] To the East, my
a let me take a swigger
And if you don't get any bigger
Yes, I'm that kind of nigga!
[J] Yeah! To the East, my brother, to the East!
[X] To the East, my
from the land of Head Hunter
Ain't no emotions
Love me or hate me
I'll stay in your mind
Such an attractive nuisance
All you know is the "J's"
You ain't
don't need to be cliche either way
He's the gay who was too afraid of me today
Cause I tweeted that he'd be
Sniped by a Green Beret check the timeline
Yo,
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
פילנטרופים כי, top! מה נו to do, tous ידעו, tous ידעו
Est même si j'ai pas d'monnaie
My money runs away (ממני)
J'ai mon corps, j'aime encore
Est même si j
Take me shoppin' 'round town
And she want Bump J to settle down
And for the I probably should
I'm just jokin'
I told her when I'm in town I'll call her
I
a newspaper.
Actors/Characters: Two Males — President Roosevelt, Philander Knox, Attorney General
Section I / Intro - these dialogues are “spoken” (not sung)
traîne dans l'décor de P-Town j'me sens comme dans un Scorsese
Posé dans un bordel, j'fais une trêve, fume une clope
Bois du scotch, une escort fait du
and cosmic, are not an extension
Now many many gather and they say, "Bro J;
tell me the direction of the crossroad way"
Up on the down stroke, valley in
gimme a twirl
Say Yeah I don't kiss and tell
Bet my ex don't wish me well
In a drop top with a different girl
Take my new bitch to a different world
gizzard
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin
Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go
Try to land in a glass
Catch me on the street, Ball on the crete,
Catch me on the beat you know its only heat,
J's on my feet, Flow so sweet,
I write my own shit so you know i
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