Lyrics:
Will he be famous? I do not know
But Johnny the best keep that on the low
Johnny hop on the track and I get it and go
Me my boy Micah we rap like we pros
that you boys should be proud of
But once you in it, it's hard to get out of
Grief will kill a nigga like a gun do
So when you get the chance to make
going to places that I've never seen
I see you walk by and you're very sweet
But I don't know what I'm supposed to be
I'm dreaming of the people that I'm
the playas know
Bet y'all want to see me niggaz want to be me
Never will they pimp free, pimp costs
And I get lost on the slide for the Ave gettin
shit drops
I'll be be doing my rounds
No more hiding from the cops
When the lights go out
No more late night stops
Deliver drugs by the pound
Set up
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uh
For them niggas that be Johnny Dangerous
When they be fuckin'
[2Pac]
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh
For them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be
stationary
But somethin that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz
Shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangster for real
We just doin us
Yeah
stationary
But somethin that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz
Shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangster for real
We just doin us
Yeah
take the floor
"Admirals! May I present my idea for the world's first human thermos"
Our Bill will sail by submarine in a giant thermos, a corpse
take the floor
"Admirals! May I present my idea for the world's first human thermos"
Our Bill will sail by submarine in a giant thermos, a corpse
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uh
For them niggas that be Johnny Dangerous
When they be fuckin'
put a nigga in a trance
Homies be hustling, scheming, catch them driving foreigns, lowkey take your clique to France
The clique is still clubbing by
me in yo' dad
I'm the same yellow boy that used to play up on degrassi
Can pocket twenty thousand to be anywhere they ask me
Cash like Johnny, Banks
who you are, not who you want to be?
I walk the line like Johnny Cash
I made the bus in seconds flat
I called your line too many times
I'm not
been minute maid
Ima be a star and all the aliens will be afraid (God damn)
Ive been aiming for the heavens
You can see by all my blessings
Keep my
Remind you of a place and time when Fillmore was Fillmore
Life will never ever be the same we was for real poor
We gonna be ok one day somehow someway my
will mash
If you ain’t got that jukebox on Johnny Cash
Well, a redneck loves his truck, loves his woman, loves to shoot a buck
Four by fours slinging
your affairs
Will be eloquently handled by the homie upstairs
They came in pairs, let haters know you're hearing impaired
You don't worry about no
Crept on, Conan'd like the barbarian
I ain't a prince man I made some mischief
With Will that got me in brown like Harry
I'll light up your life like
still cursing
Writing these verses
Every day
Different person
Like Johnny Cash
Who the fuck hurt him
Hit the dash
Quick Johnny thurston
And make my
the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series
the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series
(Brrr)
Change a bitch life when she
Layin' with a hustler
Had the same attitude when I
Was playin' with a onion (Uh, huh)
Your girl ask for cash
You might
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