Lyrics:
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
smell good stay sprayed on, I hit downtown and take girls home
That bonfire, light that up, home grown shit, roll one
I got a gun rack in by back glass
)
(It's a new life for me, for me, for me, for me)
(Ooh, ooh, and I'm feelin' good)
Yeah uh, and I'll never let my son have an ego
He'll be nice
[Johnny Cage (Egoraptor):]
Hey
Welcome to Mortal Kombat High School
You're the new transfer student from Street Fighter High, right?
[Ken Masters
you instead."
"Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly,
"It's only you that he does crave
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
Come get a body, thirty deep on Poppy (yeah, uh)
Police won't stop me, that's on Johnny, come and find me (ay)
I ain't hiding, they homies dying,
by our own hand
A dead nation under one dead god
What is evil, but good
Tortured by it's own hunger and thirst?
Nine is a good age to find your place
Within a crowd
Johnny do you wanna be the one
Walking by yourself back home
Passing by that old stone wall
Keep
gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me, broke me
see railroad official said he's a good engineer to be a laying dead
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin...
Headaches and heartaches and all kinds
railroad official said he's a good engineer to be a laying dead
Casey Jones climbed in the cabin
Headaches and heartaches and all kinds of pain all
a woman standing beside me
She really knows
how to stand by her man
She's strong and she's soft
and she's honest to me
She really helps me
to be a good man.
Hah, hah, you ought to be thoughtful
Middle of stream, hah, I had to change my stroke
I say I put it on the good foot And it ain't no joke
They said
Johnny was a tall man, but his memory was short.
He'd forget to duck at doorways, and often he'd get hurt.
I took good care of him for he had no
day now, can't you see
You'll be sittin' here by me
Laughing at the fools we used to be
And the things that we've done wrong
Will be now dead
Thankful
Thankful for the good life
I ain't supposed to be here I'm supposed to be dead
Had a convo with God he told me to be patient
The greatest things in
should be full of strangeness
Like a rich painting
But it gets worse day by day
I'm a potential DJ
A creeping wreck
A mental wretch
Everybody asks me
day now, can't you see
You'll be sittin' here by me
Laughing at the fools we used to be
And the things that we've done wrong
Will be now dead
to dispatch
Always got the good badge, take it to the head
Got me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead
Don't trip, get a grip, be strong and don't fake
""
Johnny got married in his one good suit
But the ride from church it bore strange fruit
Down by the road you can hear her cry
As he hung from a tree, she
out, so out goes the light
Now you've heard the story of the auld rigadoo
So good night and God be with you, this is auld Johnny Dhu
me hotter than a oven, the way that she talk
Switchin' to freaky, so I'm lovin' the way that she walk
You lookin' good, girl, you oughta be in
Colgate
Keep good hygiene, peaceful by me lonesome
You should buy my whole foods
So what?
I'm a bum
Chewing under table gum
Train coming at one
These train
I look good in a glass pack
I look good and mean
I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease
I scud along the horizon, I drink some
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