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9. WHEN RAVENS CRY 6:54
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)

For forty days and nights
Marching from Eastern lights
Chased by the sun so

5. MAN OF MACHINE 7:37
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)

There's a place within this heart of mine
There's a dream I need to see
For ten

7. A QUEST FOR KNOWLEDGE 5:52
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)

On the seven seas of time
To new mountains we must climb
Heal

10. UNTIL THEN 7:55
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)

Drifting on the seven seas
To the point of no return
Hanging on a memory
Will

2. THE ICE IS THIN 6:00
(Written by John Payne for John Payne Music)

Our life is just a memory
That seems so far away
An ever changing melody

John Payne
Niggas wanna sell a million records nigga you should focus on the small things
Everybody wanna hear my message when I have this meeting thats

Schiff: NSStick bass
Greg Ellis: drums and percussion
John Payne: harmony vocals

lead and rhythm guitars
Mark McCrite: acoustic guitars, bass, harmony vocals
Greg Ellis: drums and percussion
John Payne: harmony vocals

guitars, lap steel guitar,
        second guitar solo
Don Schiff: NSStick bass
Greg Ellis: drums and percussion
John Payne: choral harmony vocals

and harmony vocals
Erik Norlander: clavinet, synths, bass
Jeff Kollman: guitars
Greg Ellis: drums 
John Payne: harmony vocals

Ellis: drums and percussion
John Payne: harmony vocals

Kings Of John Payne

Close Your Eyes

Line in the Sand

2013

the Kings of John Payne, I'll never forget it. And though we go our separate ways, I still think about those glory days. We were the renegades in the heat

the 3
Hitting long range
Major payne, john wayne
Up in the fast lane
Because I'm smoking on that green no romaine
All propane
When I'm sparking
Up that

Snakes move slow but it's the bite that count
Sink my teeth In like Rottweilers
He told yall he like that Boah you John Stockton a max payne ( nigga it's

to play
My nigga raising hell inside that cell turned to kane
Moving militant like John but I put in major Payne
Choppa kick like hbk she like my music

pressure makes diamonds and I've decided to apply it
I wake up and be high by noon, I'm on my John Wayne
Two guns like Max Payne, they shoot the same like

Rockstar, Max Payne, cowboy shit, John Wayne (John Wayne)
Brand new whip, drop top, pop champagne, go pop-pop (oh woah)
Yeah-yeah, bounce, bounce, bounce

niggas I’m allergic
John wick hit em we gon murk em
Bitch I feel like max Payne
Keep 2 choppas on my person
Rollin deep maybach with the curtains
Bitch I

I walk in the bih like I'm mahfucking
John Wayne and shit
Two sticks, two pipes ona nigga
Lesgo
I walk in this bitch like I'm John Wayne
Don't worry

on a
Call a nigga John Wayne with the six
Blood stains on my britches
Max Payne hitting trick shots
Niggas finna talk a lotta shit till they get got
Slap

All That You Can Stand

Little Feat

Ain't Had Enough Fun

1995

B. Wray, B. Payne, P. Barrere
Might be a story you read in a book
'Bout a irl who drank from the devil's cup
Might be someone you know so well

Just

yeah we got no halos but who da fuck wearing the halo Instead of a hat or a cap on a head, man you know what I'm talkin' about

If you are Max Payne I'm

chain it swang
Ima put you in your place just like im major payne
Bringing major pain

Aye we ducking and dodging and wrapping em all
We clutching

to me
If you know ya pussy stink
Blew Couple pounds
Only took a week
All Blacc magazine
Long Like a limousine
1200
We don't play no games
Shoot Max Payne