Lyrics:
You can find me at the block party
Yeah, we outside, it's a good day
Come through the the cross street where the sounds play
Got Australian gold
running after, it's running after me
With my life laid down, I'm surrendered now
I give You everything
'Cause Your goodness is running after, it's running
when we were
Mm-mm
We were gonna make it, weren't we, baby?
Had it all laid out in our mind
By the time we knew time was runnin' out
We done run
You might've bumped into me on the Rikers' bus
Weed in my cheeks, gem in my beauty sleep sleeve
Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
Come on,
You might've bumped into me on the Rikers' bus
Weed in my cheeks, gem in my beauty sleep sleeve
Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
Come on,
Sipping bourbon
And hanging out by the pool
Loving every minute, laughing hard
And actin' a fool
I had a lotta good times
With ya baby come home
It's
"Mrs. Johnson
You're wearin' your dresses way too high
It's been reported you've been drinking
And running round with men and goin' wild
Now we
Has Boris Johnson ever written a speech
About eating Domino's pizza on Hastings' beach
And then walking home with his family through town
As the wind
of a kind I'm ballin Hakeem Olajuwon
Oo, yeah, one of a kind I'm balling like I'm magic John-son
Oh, yeah, one of kind
Uh, yeah, one of Kind
Oo, yeah, one
the rents went up
It's gotten mad expensive
But we live with just enough
In the heights
I flip the lights and start my day
There are fights
Endless
Johnson pass
It will go behind your back when you’re not looking (hee-hee)
Something is fueling the storm
With tears smudging my ink, my knees fell
i learned to fight scared to slap someone
In eighty-six I got hit, with what we now consider classics
Early ninetees learned to take two and pass
It
Moonshine jar pass it around
Kinfolks come we're gonna get down
Crickets and the frogs are the only sound
Levi Johnson built his cabin high on a ridge of land
it's time to get paid, nigga
Is you with me? Motherfucker, is you with me?
Yeah, I'm with you, nigga, come on
Alright then, nigga, lets make it
you need to know
Don't mess with the bull, he can get real mean
Don't forget to shut the gate, stay out of the beans
If it starts to rainin', we'll
(Life is one big road with alotta signs)
(Alright)
Peace, peace this is Mos Def
Big shouts to my man Cipha Sounds (alright) and Mr.Choc
Holding
Yeah you knew it was only a matter of time
Everything comes full circle
Never let something intimidate you
To the point
Where you don't breathe while
and Johnson Fandango with me
Come on, come on
Wanna see me free the peacock baby
wanna see me free the dancing machine
Wanna see me free the peacock baby
Put
a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tomb
Ah, well here comes Lucifer
a crossroad
The night was hot and black
I see Robert Johnson with a 10-dollar guitar
Strapped to his back looking for a tomb
Ah, well here comes Lucifer
a survivor up inside her yeah yeah she knows how to ride us.. Come here girl
Get drunk with me hand cuff my feet tear my clothes off me
I wanna twin in me
a nigga got problems
I got chiclets to resolve em
Come mess with Dennis watch your two front teeth meet
(Huh huh huh huh!)
Dwayne Johnson's bottom
I rock
bitch you fuckin' with the best y'all
Everybody claim they a real one
Everybody ballin' 'til the bill come
Everybody blood 'til it's time to spill
Christmas Carol
Or is it Santa Claus?
And they called her Christmas Carol
There's not a Christmas song
She couldn't sing i remember Christmas Carol
With her
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