Lyrics:
watch how you come out,
So I laced up, and head first, I walked right through that mother fucker.
(Scott Johnson Verse)
Made em believe, Did it wit
(sax, flute, baritone)
BGV: Rebecca Jade
Cover Artist: Scott Johnson
Cover Artist photographer: Kristy Walker
Scott Johnson, even mourned his death
But the more I dug up the worse these people gotten
I'm not gonna gonna go into details, but they weren't good
shit daily like its gym class bitch
Every time I drop a new song that bitch a classic
Believe me I stay excellin on these instrumentals
Scott Johnson
Worthy drauf
James Worthy, Byron Scott, Magic Johnson
A c green hater können mich nicht ficken
Ich nenne sie A c green
Das ist nicht Playmobil
Das hier ist
Ay, yo when I die
Bury me face down
So y'all can kiss my ass
Yo when I say Doctor you say Scott
Doctor (Scott)
Doctor (Scott)
(Yo) When I say Doctor
Coretta Scott King
Morgan Freeman, Angela Davis
James Earl Jones, Nat King Cole
Curtis Mayfield, Bob Johnson
Marvin Gaye, Johnnie Cochran
Berry
Ze kijken me raar aan door m'n sjaal
Ze denken 'Is die Johnson wel normaal'
Luister hoe hij praat wellou taal
Ondertussen wil ik een designer sjaal
Pedal to the metal, foot to the floor
Racing down the track, revving more, more, more
Fireball Roberts, doin' mighty fine
Look out Wendell Scott is
(bow, bow), beam on a carbon
Know when I spit they gone charge me with arson
Flow got them sick, need a shot of the Johnson's
He getting clipped, no we
Wormsy dzisiaj wale potrójne Kamikaze
Pojebane w bani jak Woody Johnson słysze pedaliade spadła gej bomba
W moim Bricklebarry kawałki puszczają sie jak E
thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse
Mr. Capoo, and the Antioch posse
Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J?
thank Mark Mandoo
And the One Live Crew and all the Lakewood posse
Mr. Capoo, and the Antioch posse
Especially the Johnson family, what's up Miss. J?
You can't rap like me
Uhh, Sy Scott, Def Squad
Listen, ain't playin' no games man
Yeah, whattup
Give or receive and give or take, I'm an Indian
Yea you gotta rock with me
Peoples champ Dwayne Johnson
Running through the city like I'm Roam
I'm exhausted
Engineer trippin hit the booth and I
Welcome to the laker game
Can we get this eighteenth ring
Welcome to the laker gang
Oh we got magic johnson up in this thang
Welcome to the laker gang
Got
frothing?
Rode a Salford bus for several stops
Just to slag Gary Neville off
Now that "RAP DEVIL" dropped
I can attack Kwebbelkop
Travis Scott, I've got
comes through like a truck
Scott stops pops and drops it in
On his way back gets a little skin
From the hand of a man named a. c. green
Slam so hard
stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ?em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black
(percussion)
Walt Fowler (trumpet)
Bruce Fowler (trombone)
Paul Carman (alto saxophone)
Albert Wing (tenor saxophone)
Kurt McGettrick (baritone saxophone)
Scott
Owwwwww! yeah! My niggas, ahah
Throw your hands in the air right now, man!
Feel this shit right here, Scott Storch
Nigga yeah Khaled, I see you
takeover
NXT goals
(damn)
Rock out a show
Our times on hold
You say I'm bold
Dwayne Johnson, hoes
Rock bottom woes
Like all your posts
Damn you look older
Scott
Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves and then was shot
Andrew Johnson nearly got impeached by just one vote
Ulysses Grant is on the fifty dollar note
to survive
Keep on fighting
Dion Johnson
Tony McDade
Ahmed Arbery
George Floyd
Breonna Taylor
Corey Jones
Oscar Grant
Botham Jean
Sandra Bland
Jordan Davis
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