Lyrics:
and plain
Motherfuck him and John Wayne
'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready, I'm hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
compassion
He lives in the love
That lives in our hearts
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
south my wrist stay below freezin
Down south my niggas brag for no reason
[Lil' Flip]
In down south everybody shop in the galeria
I don't care about
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
Demon John
There's no town the boy cannot belong
Why did you come here?
Is it to excavate all your sins? Boil within?
Slaughter like the daughter
to find them
We had no DVD
No internet
No BBD
Not a thousand different channels on TV
No 5G panels
We made friends
And you are one of them
You are one
it all for my passion
You can tell by every single action I take
Imma love till the day that I pass and I break
Back in to make a couple paths for
a traitor
Hold on, 5 in 1 that's a Voltron
Feel so proud, I might go lion
Can't stop playin my old songs
Homies hit me like "Yo John"
8 more stanzas, I
stanley Crouch
Comments on his album Ain't No Ambulances
For No Nigguhs Tonight that
Uh, Chuck Berry was doing, like
A very heavy thing
A very rock and roll
thought I'd be the one to feel her
Mara ndiyabona naye ukuba uyand feel.a
Started off as a dealer
Always on some John Cena
Until I was told by my niggas ba
we made his ass beat his feet
These niggas supa scared of us, we always had them two two threes
If i get to eat you get to eat it ain't no starving
By
Representing my opinions in my words but not my faces
Ring the bell for a town I skipped, no holds barred for me
Except the bars that i built to box inside for
Representing my opinions in my words but not my faces
Ring the bell for a town I skipped, no holds barred for me
Except the bars that i built to box inside for
and child thought they no longer needed
And before I could say, 'Where's John?'
I looked down and he was clingin' to her arm
I realized-ed that I'm wrong
and I loved them so free,
So I don't think that heaven will wanna love me.
Hallo, song of the willow,
The dreams under my pillow turned to tears that I
supporters but usually they just people I know
I'm grateful for them but their only here to watch as I grow
And I know I'm not famous but I love to see your
no happy song to sing
When every time I'm frowning
I watch my back as I pass through
'Cause they're aiming their bullets at me
Jah say he see us
DVD?s clogged arteries and MP3?s,
He?s got this antisocial mental brain disease.
And I want to break him out, want to show him the world.
Want
get real good
Following footsteps just like I should
Made songs with Wu-Tang and Tribe
Working with Elton John and Mary J. Blige
Meeting with A. Harrell
It's no race but I call it a track meet
Anchor to the song's finale, the baton
Passed to me by Ras Kass, lead off by Apathy
When that starter pistol rang
eat
30 shells out the Glock like I play for the heat
Dc like I sign with meek
Boss shit got the game on a leash
No NFL lil bitch ima player
I do what I
redundant, I'll separate your body from soul
Now your body is cold, spiraling out of control
Now you're over there, body odor is pungent
For coming out
near the pure bullshit
I ain't for it John Madden make a play
Yea John Madden make a play
Im Flyer like shit on yo windshield
Might dunk ya bitch no
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