Lyrics:
[Operator]
Too Black Records
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, this is Jay
[Operator]
Hold on, Jay
[Too Black Records Representative]
Hey Jay, long
evident
The 20th President
James A. Garfield
James A. Garfield
One man belligerent
Doctors incompetent
His fate was sealed
His fate was sealed
In '62,
(Will wood)
Row, row down the stream
This is not a dream
Row, row down the stream
The Ferryman only deals in cash
(Shayfer James)
Joe met Daisy
and start over again
Yeah fill it up and start over again and again
All night!
R. A. D. I. O.
Hit me hard and hit me low
Static engine blow the scene, rumble
Colpa di James Dean
Aut Comp.
S.Caimmi- A. Vincenzetti- A.Albertini
Vorrei ...vorrei
Le cose che non ho avuto mai Vorrei ...vorrei
Di più di quello
inside my head
Wish that I was dead
And I need release
(Need release)
Spend my time at home
Stuck inside my phone
Watching James A. Janisse
I stayed up
James A. Baker the third
(The Mayflower Compact)
James A. Baker the third
He was running our legal fight in Florida
James A. Baker the third
James
come home
I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E
Bridget, where are you?
I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E-I-E
Bridget, where are you?
Fifteenth President of the U.S. of A.
I'm James
Look out
New James Brown
Swendal stickers in your town
You know how I get down put them all around the town
Put my flyers up with the tape all
Nigga, I been dope since Raigonomics
Son of a crack fiend holla at me
Robbin niggas for them starter jackets
When James West had all the swagger
ya
Rollin' Seville
(Rollin' Seville)
Grippin' my steal
(Grippin' my steal)
My Tahoe real, man, I'm workin' wood wheel
Sedan DeVille
(Sedan DeVille)
Woke up feelin like Rick James
I feel like
Rick James
I feel like I'm goin Insane
Ichor in my veins
Bish ima god quit playing bish ima god quit
to rob it call me Jessie James
Wood on me
But im bout my paper like a damn paper mill
Drag a nigga ass down the street like he Emmitt Till
Shit might
steal (grippin' my steal),
My Tahoe real, man, I'm workin' wood wheel.
Sedan DeVille (sedan DeVille),
House on the hill (house on the hill),
Countin'
Is my imagination one to blame?
John James
So if you're out there in the woods of Franklin, Tennessee
Or if you're with her holding hands in bonfire
the hardest nigga turn trade for the game
I'ma baller shot caller ring names King James
That's my word I be on my third strike Ving Rhames
Baby Boy shit ain't
Your man asking 'why is Shameless always in your mentions'
Tell that boy to check the price tag and pay attention
King of Queens like Kevin James
on
Imagine being shallow
Thinner than a shadow
Thicker than wood
Imagine for a minute
The way that I'd be living
If only I could
I'm no James Dean
Like Natalie Wood i'll see you in my dreams
Natalie Wood dennis Hopper, James Dean
Natalie Wood (Natalie Wood)
I'll see you in my dreams natalie Wood
I'm on some Superfreak shit like Rick James
I could get it when I'm moving lane-to lane
Bentley car, superstar, candy sweet
Gripping grain i stick
Alright.
Hey, hey what do you say?
I come from a place called the U.S. of A.
Ho, ho what do you know?
Hop in my car and let's go.
Well this is
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
One July Monday morning
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