Lyrics:
for being lazy
I'm tryna make these ends meet I'm stacking up these green faces
And covered by Your good graces
Going hard on a daily basis!
Thank You,
Lord i'm humble
Now i look up just to tell you
That i'm Grateful
I remember they would treat me
Like i wasn't good enough
I been patient i been
The Gypsy Prince's son was Johnny
He was bloody good with money
In the way hard men aren't smart men
But they seem to have that knack
Spent his youth
wanna be Johnny
You be June
I’m a good wife
I’m a self-respecting, church-goin’
Apple pie baking
Lord knows, I’m a good wife
I’m a good, good wife
Lord
a locomotive, here he comes again
Meow said the kitty PUPPY bow-wow-wow
Go and pick your guitar, Johnny donæ?° stop now, oh baby
Backed up by a jazz band, layin'
good)
Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya (Yeah, baby)
Eighteen and over (Oh yeah, this is gonna be good)
Now wait a minute
This ain't nothin'
way back home (back home)
The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone
(Hey, ayy)
I turn my head to the East
I don't see nobody by my side
I turn
life for if you live by the sword
You might die by the knife
Betrayal is the name of the game that we play
And we say good bye with the kiss of death
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
God is good, God is good
Yeah
God is good
God is so good
Where the band at
Coulda been dead
Man that's facts
Gave him my life
No take
Smell like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum prum prum on my
with good feeling
Moving on up in this building
Sky-high like cloud 9 – yeah it’s all mine
Need a telescope to find me
I’m in the sky where the shine be
and hella niggas with pumps
Ready to spray do a nigga up proper
Did my boy in good chopped him up with the chopper
See some more from the north Johnny B
lethal/
Watching over those that I protect high from a steeple/
Ain't no need to fear the good guys are here/
Evil doers beware by standers stand clear/
me
I don't use drugs anymore
Do you want to be with me
But I'll be alone
Dead people here
Dead people here
Dead people here
Dead people here
Dead
of green
I'm known from the Liffy on down to Segu
And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo
Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best
the snakes then y'all go 'head
I keep a pedicured lawn so them snakes, they will be dead
Tears of joy run down my cheek onto the soil
I would trick off
!
Good news!
Good news!
Ozian:
Look! It's Glinda!
Glinda:
Fellow Ozians--
Let us be glad,
Let us be grateful,
Let us rejoicify that
Goodness could subdue
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
smiled and she said
Ere Johnny, lovely Johnny won't ya leave me
When I was a young one I heard me father say
That he'd rather see me dead and buried
really hard, so I'm just grateful to God
For giving me this mic, for giving me this talent
Yunno wha I'm saying?
Like, yeah
I'm grateful for the love
hearts be led by mercy
Help us reach with open hearts and open doors
Oh Jesus, friend of sinners, break our hearts for what breaks yours
Yeah
Jesus,
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry:
Rhonda, that evil prince...he certainly does have a way about him!
and it's got me
Grateful. yeah
It's a great day to be grateful
When I think of what little time we have
I can convince myself the good outweighs the bad
So
That’s God’s tournament
Kendrick the Arthritis
Hand that hates to write this what’s good
I’m in your hood like workers of Midas
Purpose is to be righteous
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