Lyrics:
main dame slurpin'
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin', Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look
se reconoce,
dar de comer a los caimanes.
Para Siempre,H. H. en tu cd recordable,
Para Siempre,por el coraje el talento se reconoce,
dar de
Hawlin alley on a dark and drizzly night,
Billy lyons and stack-a-lee had one terrible fight.
All about that john b. stetson hat.
Stack-a-lee
many miles
They locked me in a prison cell to await my trial
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
John 'Babbacombe' Lee
The man who'd defend me was ill and couldn't
Goin' tell you a story, stick around
A man I know found us out
John Lee Hooker, he's the boogie king
If you have music, hear it ring
John Lee
at Bishops Gate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
As Mr. Kite flies through the ring, don't be late
Messrs. K and H. assure the public
Their production
Bitch
Get out the way quitate del camino
Me llaman John Gotti el nuevo Gambino
Todo mi combi son puro asesino
Porque en tooo los beats matamo tu
on
Cause I don't give a fuck
We going H.A.A.M on these streets
But we not police
We them Double Down Deuce boys from DC
See Lee, and he seem so friendly
Try
Trying to make a difference the American way
William McKinley, 25 helped business grow
Theodore Roosevelt was the youngest (president), y'know
William H.
disrespect it then it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you talkin' to me,
careful when you get there, we hate to be bereft
But we're taking down the names of everybody turning left
Oh, we're the John Birch Society, the John Birch
it cause i'm throweder than most
When Archie Lee goes platinum I'ma pose a toast to all my
reel niggas from H-town to Maine, Californ-i-a
I got them
John Henry and they told me if they let me read this old book I'd
Probably write a song about it.
And they did and I did and I called it more About
disrespect it then it's kamikaze
I just be with me a shooter like I'm John Gotti
I feel like John Gotti
(Put your hands down, when you talkin' to me,
that's how pissed off the Duke's gonna be. I'm gonna get the Duke and John Cassavetes...
(Hey)
and Lee Marvin
(Hey)
and Sam Pekinpah
(Hey)
And a case
Ja, ja
Young Mesh macht die 808
Ja, ja
Sean John in Velour (mh)
Sean John in Velour (mh)
Sean John in Velour, ey (mh-mh)
Sean John in Velour
up your bean stalk
Man you look like Stan Lee
Fifty-nine subscribed and three hundred
And fifty videos don't ever think you've won
I'm here to tell you
rakin' it in
When I looked up from the table
Big John Lee was walkin' in
Well, he grabbed a chair beside me
Said ""son count me in""
He looked over at my
a Yano
Grootmaan Lee take me to the Yano’s
Take me to the Yano’s
John 60 take me to the Yano’s
Awu take me to the Yano’s
John 60 take me to the Yano’s
Awu
Jesus Christ, Fanny Brice,
Wolfie Mozart and Humphrey Bogart and
Genghis Khan and
On to H. G. Wells.
Ho Chi Minh, Gunga Din
Henry Luce
Lee's Chinese Connection
Kickin' kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese Connection
Kickin' wicked rhymes like a fortune teller (yeah)
Hello everybody,
Breach and clear the room with that big stick
Kung fu kick, Bruce Lee shit
Trained to fuckin' go like I'm John Wick
Ridin' with that shotty feel like John
Ain't on the map yet we headed that way, aint on the map yet we headed that way
Ain't on the map yet we headed that way, h-headed that way h
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Monologue like a Bond villain
They want me gone like I'm John Lennon
Phenomenon like I'm on Ellen
But I stay calm and keep
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