Lyrics:
“John Queue” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit
Verse 1-
Living in a state of destitute, no money in the bank ‘til the check come through
Got a wife two kids
(Oh oh oh)
Load It, cock It, aim and shoot
Load It, cock It, aim and shoot
Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
(I say)
my thing
Covered in smoke all I do is win
Latex gloves and the dots on twin
Queue in the line i'm pushing in
Shoot my shot and i sink it in
He tried
(Oh oh oh)
Load It, cock It, aim and shoot
Load It, cock It, aim and shoot
Living like we bulletproof
We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
(I say)
pizza left in the store
Supermarket queue
We didn't have a clue
Supermarket queue
Now what are we to do
And I don't recall who suggested the idea
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Load up the chopper
Then hear the pop
Load up the chopper
Loaded dice drop
Summer med fly ruled the airways
Mostly superstitious
Now the kings of media
Invent the swine flu visions
Take a load off
Take a load off
Take
M1OnTheBeat m1OnTheBeat
I want a big gun i want to load it, load it
I want to live long
Yeah, that's how we rollin', rollin'
Load it up when we
fours
Remember them days I was getting them loads (That pack)
Keep a bag like a grocery store
Keep a bag like a grocery store
Keep a bag like
They say dodz what you doing is magic
I make loads off a q with the magic
Kitties keep ringing my phone
Got em lined up In a queue like axis
Look
I've
fuck me when I say go
Playing with my shit, like it's Playdoh
If I ever lose this money, I'ma get more
You can't get this jacket it's not in the store
On a trip, with a running nose
Drip, drip, drip, like a running hose
Unfit, not been running loads
But soon al be running loads
On a trip, with
loaded sixteen tons of Number 9 coal,
An' the store boss said: "Well, bless my soul."
You load sixteen tons an' what do you get?
Another day older
tons of number nine coal
And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper
of No. 9 coal
And the store boss said well bless my soul.
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper and debt
St Peter don't
tons of number nine coal
And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper
(Jambo)
Load up, young nigga, load up, young nigga
Load up, young nigga, load
Pour up one, nigga, pour up one, nigga
Pour up one, nigga, pour
tons of number nine coal
And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper
hate all my life!
"Mr. Lemonie's Pill Store"
What are you looking for?
The time is nearing noon
And there will be a carnage soon
The queue is moving
tons of number nine coal
And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper
tons of number nine coal
And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
and a back that´s strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don´t you call me ´cause I can´t go
I
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