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Killers like condors, vultures
Killers like condors, vultures
Killers like condors
Creep up on niggas, we creep up like roaches
(roaches)

Killer like John

I am descended from Sir John Buck 
Executed after Bosworth Field
For loyalty I will write a book 
And the truth will be revealed

I have climbed

the night time cause I'm Bruce Wayne for the day rides
and I'm Batman for the nighttime
(yeah)
Dear Lord, promise me that you'll protect the boys (boys)
Ima

Thine is the Kingdom,
the power, and the glory,
for ever and ever, 
Amen.

John:
Ye have received the Spirit of adoption.

Peter:
whereby we cry, Abba,

Bugle boy, bugle boy, toot your own horn
Frugal won't endure, as the talents was born
Minus, the John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt
His name ain't my name

Yaoh, OG Peter Pan
Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz, piden más
Pasado amargo como Bitter Kas en un E Class
Mercedes por Madrid hustling daily
Bumpeando 41st

When we're wearing our church clothes

We stand up we sing a hymn
We say a prayer for other friends
We're turning to the Book of John
I'm thinking

Love Like This
Paul Baloche/John Chisum

When I found Jesus
I found a love I'd never known 
Love and sweet freedom
Freedom that healed and saved my

the name lord what's that odor
I'm the coldest he think that he colder that's never
Swisher sweet Leemac we rolling together I'm never gone argue if we ain't

dreamt that I'd make it big
I was even rapping in my baby pics
On dark nights I had one mic
The Lord blessed me with sunlight
And an escape from this thug

mad so quick
So I shot up the club like my name John Wick
Got my son on the way treat the boy like a prince
Put my hands to the Lord
Pray my life He

to feed on
Yeah
Me And Steph Slept in sweat suits When land lord didn't put the heat on
She Was Lois When I was Clark Kent
Joe Clark when I need someone

to the Lord resisting the devil and right in his face 
I'm drinkin I'm drinkin I'm drinkin 
Well is so deep that my mouth is just leakin
The word I be speakin

Nashville bound
           by
John Malayter

I’m Nashville bound I’m hitting the road today nothings gonna stop me, lord I’m on my way 
Riding in

save me lord?
How could I not even see my baby born (fuck it all), crazy thoughts
Chains and bolts, stuck up in this system
Just wishing that I make

Thank You

Jin

The Rest Is History

2004

where should I start though?

First and foremost I gota give praise
To the lord above and his almighty ways
Blessin me with the gift to lift spirits

I'm fuckin with you
Sweet lord, is this legal? 
You've got my body feeling pins and needles
You call me John like I'm in the beetles
I got the corn

belong
Won worship me bi Ifalabijan
Fela toun rock like say I be John
And my flow wicked like say I be jamb
Wound them
Hit them with the flow and I would

john abr का call आया
आँखों रिश्तेदारों के call आरे
रिश्ते को हन नही बोला उससे पहले शौल आरे
२ peace की जगह सीधा अर्र call आरे
Sweet chin music है Michael

yo ass ring ring call the po po
They callin' you John Doe
Red bandanna I'on let it go
Bix gotta riffle he'on let it go
Roll the dices who is gonna blow

scale tipper
I'm from a line of
Ex-kingpins that's turned sniffers
Pray the Lord forgive us while
The maricons fill us up to the brim
Call them the coffee

somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d r u m s, get busy
(drum roll) , aw on the keys my man James
What you doin back there?
(piano plays) , aw yeah

happy (John 15: 18-21)

If I never please anyone

May I please you Jesus (Psalm 19: 14)
I watch the curtain open up as I stand in front

Of my only

the prototype

(I think I'm) I think I'm in love again
I think I'm in love again
If we happen to part
Lord knows I don't want that, but hey
We can't be mad