Lyrics:
gunman john Wick, baow man!
All black, one gunman john Wick (John Wick)
When them niggas killed my dawg Pistol P
A nigga turned into John Wick (Pistol)
I
some the battle against grief is just
Beginning, yellow ribbons are everywhere, with the
Release of John McCarthy,
It seems at last the world is changing
Shun the System
Shun Her illusions... Shun Paul
P.S this is the Mess Age of Young
Shun Carter but do not Shun John
Staying Young is the goal for me
résume en deux mots : à boire!
Tire le rideau de fer et remplis nos verres.
Arrête un peu tes lubies mon bon John Lénine,
Le monde ne s’ra jamais
das erste mal Puff Daddy hieß
Ich bin Puff Daddy, P. Diddy
Cologne ist wie Sin City
Ich bin Sean Combs in Sean John
Flaschen auf wenn der Don
Über wen ist dieser Track? Yes, Diddy
Ich bin Puff Daddy, P. Diddy
Cologne ist wie Sin City
Ich bin Sean Combs in Sean John
Flaschen auf wenn der
want to be diplomats or continue the same policy - of nuclear nightmare diplomacy. John Foster Dulles ain't nothing but the name of an airport now.
pleased by the release of John Mccarthy, but
Wanted all hostages freed immediately, safely and unconditionally."
"British journalist john Mccarthy will
to burn
I stay on my J-O-be
Nigga, me, P. Diddy, B. are-O-be
[P. Diddy]
The fam baby, Bad Boy
[Chorus: x4]
[P. Diddy]
Yeah, I want
fuckin with Tupac, before it was fashion
I been wearing Adidas, before it was fashion
I been wearing Nautica, before it was fashion
I been fuckin with P.
balls are fucking huge
P-p-people don't know why we do the things we do
John's a lil crazy do not try to test him
Left swiping on the daily takes more
P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now
[Loon]
This is what they want to hear right here
[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now
[Loon]
This is what they want
Drop Top, John Gotti
Cocaine, John Gotti
Fuck a bitch, John Gotti
Fashion Week, John Gotti
John Gotti, John Gotti, John Gotti, John Gotti
John Gotti,
Sean P.
A.K.A A Sharp Crease, said it was necessary
These sucka niggas out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin' in the month
Sean P.
A.K.A A Sharp Crease, said it was necessary
These sucka niggas out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin' in the month
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
This song really should be prefaced
With the observation of
A newspaper editor I met once he said
"The John Birch Society really should be
Called
quick and you're cool
And if I'm not mistaken
You've got a name for me too
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p pick up
P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p pick up
I'm all alone
And I'm wasting
Potresti approfittarne
P: se mi mandavi la Pietà
Qua c'era un texano
John Motateng-a-pistola pa: che nome strano
P: che se lo voleva comprare, eh si
Si, tu
without you
Vanishing
Can't do anything
And I'm vanishing
Help me now
I'm vanishing
So hoist up the John P. sail
Here at the luxury jail
I ain't no
the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
'Cause all I see in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G for L-I-F-E
And all I see on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin' me
Quando o John foi p'ramérica
Acabou-se a miséria
Ele agora traz candins
Que é uma coisa muito séria
Tem fortuna, fez tesouro
É um homem de valor
Tem
BLXDE.
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Eight damn bullets in his back
Now he's cold
R I P John Pork
John Pork
Nobody answered his calls
Now he's gone
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