Lyrics:
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Every eye gaping on John Finn's wife
Now John Finn's wife was something
funkmaster pump the Bee-Gees
and all you college students bring your ouijas?check the spellin,
R E--F U G E--E get the cd from Sam Goody he he
You ain't even
Check spit that dope shit bitch I'm John gotti
Cold body I don't fear nobody
Keep that pole by me
So grimey labels won't sign me
Cause they know
John, Paul, George and Ringo
Are going to be reforming as The Beatles in 1993
Things skip into action immediately
George buys the film rights in a flurry
clique
Ever speaking on the Goat
That's where my name fit rule one
I never hit 'em with the same stick
Gang gang shit, if you ain't one of us
And if it's
Take you all around the world
Where you wanna go?
Making so much money dead faces that's that John Doe
Flying overseas
Smoking hella joints
Come roll
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy
Looka
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Our necks are burnt, the roads
Walk the mud jungle where they grinded out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hide out for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money
the world)
Aha, I got a story to tell (All around the world)
Check it out, c'mon
Chorus
What do you mean, John 3 16?
For God so loved the world, every man
're standing right in front of me
And it feels just like a song
By Barry Manilow
It's like being round your parents
Cuz you feel judged and I do too
But now
Doe
Guantanamo, John Doe
Every one of us is connected to a light
Though some have switched it off, and now are ruled by night
Thats where we could be
Who's your protector?
Dark is the city where the white girls walk by,
Down below your eyes, just like fireflies.
You call me here, come on here, follow
rep the mitten proudly
It's 48227, the shit's embedded inside me
You know where I be, play the crib until the cash talk
Smoking sticky through
John was when John did his Baptism thing?
Fools, you have no perception
The stakes we are gambling are frighteningly high
We must crush Him completely
CAIAPHAS
Fools, you have no perception!
The stakes we are gambling are frighteningly high!
We must crush him completely,
So like John before him,
Most of the favorite memories of
My boyhood days in Arkansas
Are scattered around an old wood stove
At a place we call John's
It was just an old tar
money money money
I blazed and played John Madden when I got up
(Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?)
You know it's Groves cause
gold make her hate
All these niggas hate, man, my wraith comin' soon
I just wanna take a ride
You are by my side
Barry's gonna drive Girl, you gonna be
The paint peels 'cause the summers here are so severe
And we're nowhere near no where you would know of
Locals here pride, they show up just to show off
Pull up like John Wick
Never miss a shot like John Wick
I will hunt you down like John Wick
Better watch your back I'm John Wick
I'm John Wick
Watch
you all in my face? I'm
Tryna do my thing dude back off
I'll have Barry smack the fuck out of you
Everybody wanna know what they
Can get out you
Aww
the back and down he went
Shine your light
Movin' on
You burned so bright
Roll on, John
From the Liverpool docks to the red-light Hamburg streets
Down in
father never should have known
The end of him, and no words are enough
Here’s to you best man John, I’m so sorry that you’re gone
My heart goes out
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