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'em as one to bide
My time, when I've been only tryin' to get by
Like why the stone face
And how come they won't look in my eyes?
All in my head, oughta

of the free
If you think that's trash, listen to this screed
We should give back those 40 acres
But our economy chasing paper, what was I saying
We run this

I been writing this swan song for so long, in long johns
Banished a quarter century
Lock jaw floating over mentally
And the mental leaves
Always next

a couple angels, by my side, forever thankful
These the same ones that'll paint you .45 Bullets chopping down his angles, with a mini Draco, starry nights

I know nothing like John snow
My father knows it all though
I pace myself real slow till Daddy say let's go
Rap game demonic I heard that my angel

studied texts written by John Jackson
All about the Black African ancient spaces we inhabited
Chains rattling, I broke away and waged a battle
Spit the war

the green, I'm a fiend
Yeah, it's all up on my phone, John Cena, you can't see me
I might just go ghost, in Ibiza, with a Visa
Chillin' on a coast, plotting

to be the only way to save men
John 14:6 is the greatest statement
 ever made you can check it's not overrated
 How can a man claim to be a God, and yet

that shit in advance
So give me a chance
You could take a step back
And just alter your stance

Damn, okay
There's a masterpiece in all my tragedies

Hard body, my bars probably
Would off John, Bob Marley
Step poppy banging I was hardly
Higher than them handle bars
They was higher than the stars be

was there for years
Before I grew a little bigger and I gave em both a scare
Now I'm addicted to payin' people back
Sittin' underneath the sewer caps

Standin' there, they knock at your doorstep
Tryin' to make you part of their plan
They hand you a tract, sy they wanna come back
You know, they said

Have A Nice Day

Sonreal

Have a Nice Day

2018

with the work, yeah, you ain't loggin' any data
Let's be honest with the perks, yeah, we ain't lyin' in no hammocks
I go back to back with annex, this

SHOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT TEXAS
Words and Music by John Ford Coley & Wood Newton

Well, if I'd never said I'd follow her anywhere
You wouldn't find me

& breathe gamma
Banners colored green, you won't like me when I'm hammered
I am the Son of Wu, I studied Cappa
Donna the rapper, capped ya each verse, Mad

liquor for your tears, and all these lost years

[Hook - 2x]

[H.A.W.K.]
Now time has gone by, and the years have passed
Trying to block you out of my

Falling Out of Love

John Wiggins

Fifty Years of Country Music from Mercury

1995

the missing you blues
And my eyes ain't crying for you

All those wasted nights I've sat and cried
Waiting for you knowing that you wouldn't come by
I look

back cause I'm on them?
Bonkaz called for a verse
And I sent it back ASAP, dem boy dere
I would've longed dem
Some scream and shout likkle John dem
And I

friend, can be there too 
When Jesus Christ comes back to stay 
The choice is really up to you 

Well its all right; this world ain't worth a dime 
Hold

plot
And John won't let up until I get my props
Facin' reality, many can't grasp
You better jet past, I'm comin' for that ass with the reel or real
I

John was mine, God I try

Thank you, I thank you
You'll still be the one that I pray to
I still feel I have to be grateful
But why do you take back your

send a mug I'ma crucify 'em
When you with the team, know it's do or die
Hope you keep the same energy when it's you and I
Water on my neck, I went

precious
You know I left them in a box by the Goodwill bin

cnd the lines on the page may soften with age
But the picture's someone I've seen
cnd they say

Say So

one dope line, just put it to your mind, my rap, kick back, like a lyrical recliner, 
turn up your light, till you're out here shining,