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you think it's a crying shame A man lose a farm and he ain't to blame "They're suckers," says John Dillinger It's another bleak November day Can't
old dead self here Now Jesse James and Frank James Baddest men in the land We got some women, who'd make 'em eat now Out of your hand Now John
Jesse James and Frank James Baddest men in the land We got some women, who'd make 'em eat now Out of your hand Now John Dillinger The woman in red got
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
And I sleep with the John Dillinger And always keep an eye half-open like Forest Whitaker No, you boys ain't ready for combat Be more worried if I
an den Safe Mach die Tommy Guns und die Sonnenbrillen klar Und wir laufen in die Bank so wie John Dillinger Fluchtwagen auf Autopilot, yeah Nicht
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me
Jesse James and Frank James Baddest men in the land We got some women, who'd make 'em eat now Out of your hand Now John Dillinger The woman in red got
flamboyant this man golden Yo the Senator, crime sinister, John Dillinger Better respect my words or I'm the minister What?? "Verbally I catch
that, this cat would Head mad swollen, flamboyant this man golden Yo the Senator, crime sinister, John Dillinger Better respect my words or I'm
friend of hoodlums anywhere Like John Dillinger number one Crime crazy filthiness all rolled into one Born in the shadow of the Booze fighters In tiny
For John Dillinger and hope he is still alive Thanksgiving Day, November Twenty-eighth, 1986 Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons
the silencer Quavo, Tommy gun, John Dillinger I make her whip up and get rid of her I'm spillin' lean on my chinchilla fur I take of the fur, then show off
s’est tissé une toile sur un fil de chagrin Les prochaines journées n’ont plus d’importance Comme John Dillinger il se ferait une diligence Il enverrait
Electric eel Electric eel John Dillinger got killed in 1930 He was assassinated for trying to rob a bank He was carrying a gun Electric eel
Per la fuga ho un piano perfetto John dillinger spinto al limite Al Mike Le Bon, faccia nel fango viet-cong Accendo sta bomba a Saddam, corri come
Or a shotgun with a drifter from the wrong side of the tracks Trunk full of money and a lead foot on the gas Some modern day John Dillinger to get me somewhere
it! 政治 媚び売りハナから無視 踏みつけるのみBull shit It's just like da John Dillinger 標的にぶっぱなすDeringer Yo, そこでゆっくりしてろ 根こそぎ強奪 Y'all know my steelo Oh, オメーの目の前に
yeah Out of the palm of their hand Now John Dillinger, the woman in red, she got him Teach all you hotties about a W-O-M-A-N And holler Oh oh oh,
I got lots of swag and I be feeling hurt Walk up in the bank like John Dillinger Rainbows I'm willing to splurge After you've gone I'm still
