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No electric that be shocking, how you stunting but dont have funds in
Hot sauce might get shit jumping, now feds wanna come with assumption 
Bad b wanna give some knowledge, you think that she went john ruskin
Z1 too juggy he loves it with corn he steps at functions 

What do you reckon?, hold on a second
I think see c i d, come on bro lets do up leggings
Ic3 on a loose, black like wolves, in a ends we're jetting
Had man reserves for a moment, doing up #wokhousesettings
What do you reckon?
l feel like money ain’t healing me i got broken scars pulling that Arsenal letting it fly just over-mars
so many bottles i ordered feel like an open bar
drunk in the middle I’m walking feeling a shoulder barge it’s crazy i tell her my life is cinema
in manny i strike like Dimitar (Berbatov) I’m with Sadboi so i don’t give a fuck she’s golden so i gotta big her
been saying my heart got colder
me and this brown one bro got shiver up
Bonnie and Clyde she riding too my girl my co-conspirator
money i’m keeping mine it’s locked
she really wanna take my paper
Blanco but i wanna do what’s right I’m the white scene savior
my girl was all on my phone these times that i don’t like screensavers arm outstretched it’s saddening sorry i ain’t doing no favours
ya dun know
sadboi got all mandem folding
left wounds dem open
guess we ain’t playing it fair
how we can repair something that’s broken seen your new ting bet
can proudly say she aint breaking it even she ain’t even up on my side
i’m 416 im queenin
I’m outside chilling with demons
kinda like Tanjiro i got feelings
beat round the bush just tell me I’m cheating
yeah i don’t like the assumptions
mix jean Paul paradise gardens with that tom ford tuscan ask bro if we gon buss this
‘017 it was by john ruskin
l feel like money ain’t healing me i got broken scars

pulling that Arsenal letting it fly just over-mars
so many bottles i ordered feel like an open bar
drunk in the middle I’m walking feeling a shoulder barge
Is you with me
Is you with me
Is you with me (ahh) Is you with me
Is you with me
Is you with me (ahh)
Yeah yeah Oh oh
vocalising
News tryna catch me, cause youth we runnin' it (Run)
I need me a paper towel, Oh yeah we rollin' klicks (Skur)
You did saw the movement of the vowels, I am sick (Yeah I'm the shit)

Pop out I'm the shit, I'm a doo doo, I'm the shit (Pop out)
Live life and go big, we outside, got my clique (Ousside)
You can't stand my drip, outie you might slip (Outie)
I done did a doo doo, gahddamn I'm the shit (Huwoah)
Done did a doo doo (Woah) I done did a doo doo (Chyuh)
Done did a doo doo (Woah) I done did a doo doo (Chyuh)
(Woah wait) doo doo (Yeah wait) doo doo (Wait)
You know I'm the shit, but why you actin' doo doo (Ah)

Reppin' Dead Kids if you askin', we take off, we blastin' (Yay)
Lil boy just a sidekick, you's a Robin baskin (Lil boy)
You need training you's a choo-choo, see  your rails lackin' (They lackin)
I did say that I'm the doo doo, John "Nardwuar" Ruskin (John Ruskin)
Fly like Charizard, breathe a heat, burn when I spit (Huwoah)
Yeah my style bizarre, I'm unusual, I'm a geek (Bizarre)
Got 'em both hands in the air, cold ass Jaequan got you freezed (Woah)
A-a-ayo yonepa, you's blazin' fire on this shit (Go)
Doot doola doot doo, I done did a doo doo (I did)
You say I'm the one, but I'ma number two you (Two)
Past tense on this hoes, yeah I know you now I knew you (Chyeah)
Walk the path I chose, yeah I need to get used to (Ah)

Aye we walk it talk it, Jesus sandals on my feet (Walk it, talk it)
E!
You not even my homie
You not even my homie
See
You not even my homie
You would rather lie
See
You not even my homie
You not even my homie
See
You not even my homie
To the real ones
Who keep it real
See it was just ordinary day
Nothing was really different
Until shawty came home
Angry
And started bitching
I knew I wasn't the reason
That shawty really tripping
I started noticing shawty
See Shawty moving different
Nah
Shawty wouldn't throw away love
For four inches
But I know
Shawties get attached to lame bitches
Reverse psychology
Position them being submissive
Speaking fear into her heart
So she can sit down really listen
Like
I started tensing up
Heart racing like the Olympics
Overheard a conversation
From the windowpane
Pain me to listen
Next thing you know
Pigs in my kitchen
Saying they gotta take me under
For acting vicious
But how my day one betray me like a mistress
Breaking up a happy home for this kid shit
Man
You ain't listening
People who create their own drama
Deserve their own karma
I'm outside
Protesting Loyalty over dishonor
God Bless those
Who are Real
REAL
Hold your head high
The Kill
KILL
What goes up
Must come down
DOWN
Laugh now
Cry later
The frown
FROWN
You would rather lie
See
You not even my homie
You not even my homie
See
You not even my homie
You would rather lie
See
You not even my homie
You not even my homie
See
You not even my homie
See this is how it happens
They don't realize what they have
Until they scrap it
You know
See this is how it happens
They don't realize what they have
Until they scrap it
You know
John Ruskin once said
Thy who has truth at thy heart
Need never fear the want of persuasion on thy tongue.
CHORUS:

I'm tryna get my man 

my man and then my man 

And the also my man 

She said she'll give the drop on my man 

And lemme fry man 

Cuh she don't like my man

I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my 

Jump out pissed

cuh it never was my My man

Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2

VERSE 1:

I thought it was my man 

So I try fry man jump out 

pull up beside man 

Fling it on my man dont let me sight man

I won't fight man dat ain't like man 

Cuh I yucked him they don't like man 

On John ruskin they don't like man 

Kwizz is blind man he won't site man 

If I site him he won't site man 

Generous with corn mans sharing 

Why's that 

cuh I'm caring 

I ain't bring out corn to scare him 

Man on bringing out corn to air him  

Press em poles

Rev n go 

They ain't bad 

I gotta Let em know 

I heard there rolling now 

But Back then I wouldn't let em roll 

Rock n roll 

Lock n load 

I don't know If dats Friend or foe 

It's best if we left storied untold 

Pull up pull up rinse n go

All he saw was that 

When the tints got rolled 

We Clean up streeet 

And Tun up the roads

Keep them poles vvs bling teet on froze

CHORUS:

I'm tryna get my man 

my man and then my man 

And the also my man 

She said she'll give the drop on my man 

And lemme fry man 

Cuh she don't like my man

I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my 

Jump out pissed

cuh it never was my My man

Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2

VERSE 2:

I jumped up cuh though was him 

I pissed off cuh it never was him 

He woulda been dead if it ever was him 

Seen a man talk like he never didn't swim 

Had he's ching but he never did swing 

Put it in then I put it back in 

He was there with he's bro 

but he didn't back him 

You know the vibe 

Ops on the Right 

Mans spinning it right 

Hands on the 12 midnight 

If your in wok sit tight 

I'll bring out a glock 

I don't fist fight

Bring out mop and let this fly 

Where junior He's In the sky 

Rinse my ting while in disguise 

I'm tryna get my man 

my man and then my man 

And the also my man 

She said she'll give the drop on my man 

And lemme fry man 

Cuh she don't like my man

I just spun this car cuh I thought it was my 

Jump out pissed

cuh it never was my My man

Nearly got cuh I thought it was my man x2
Come in Rodney Slater on the saxophone 
With Roger Ruskin Spear on tenor sax. 
I, Vivian Stanshall, trumpet. 
Say hello to big John Wayne, xylophone 
And Robert Morley, guitar.
Come in Rodney Slater on the saxophone 
With Roger Ruskin Spear on tenor sax. 
I, Vivian Stanshall, trumpet. 
Say hello to big John Wayne, xylophone 
And Robert Morley, guitar.
Yo John, you not me
I swear when you walk you got knock knee
Im from New York, home of the chopped cheese
You got four eyes and still can't see me
Some call it funny, I call it weird
All of your fits you bought em at Sears
Been 51 years you aint grow a beard
You gettin fat, lay off the beer
Ya, uh
This John versus Taylor
Been runnin so much you need an inhaler
Camera goes off you live in a trailer...park
Aint got a girl you spank in the dark
For a couple a views you gotta stalk
Look at yo teeth they sharper than rock
Wanted to get this off so I wrote it in
Yo John, somethin called deoderant
You smell fish EA can attest
Them terrible shirts you aint seein a breast
Ya, uh
Im eatin your food Im leavin you boneless
Nard is your name you look like cohones
This aint no war you aint seen a trojan
Who are you?

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