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this and that do people really need that
When John talks about Jesus coming back
Riding on the clouds persecuted from the jump
Yet doing God's work

that I felt
Are these really my words
Or am I only tryna get you back in my bed
Are these really my words
Can I really swear that I love you that bad
But

fire out the sub.
Killin’ every demo,
Murk a beat wit Brian, 
Shit produced by Benjels. 
Sargent got the best flow.
Ah!
Dropping tracks, 
Spittin’ raps,

fucking gat
Til you’re flat on your back
That’s a wrap no cap

Yo
Y’all really think
I’m scared of these suckers?
Ha ha ha ha
Guess it’s round two mother

love chat up on me
Mi a Sudanese gyal so shut up pon it
Krr


To the gyal inna back dat never like me, baby girl you look so dumb
Tell me how does it

back in the cut
So what the fuck is up, I musta stumped up some bustas
Did you miss this, I gotta one way ticket on my wish list
But Imma stick around

more know I'm fuckin' with the 3 at the top
6 mil trinity
You can't John Kennedy
I look in the flow and the dough
Cause I'm mentally off my rocka
I don't

to ride?
We can slide
All through the night
Doors suicide
Moon light, set the mood right
You my boo, right?
Are you, down to ride?
You stay, by my side?
We

spirit, dawg
Now my spirit chose me, whoa

At the back of the plane, hey yeah
Singing John Wayne's teeth hey yeah
They say go back where you came, hey

and back in one night bro Ima' round tripper
I get pape off of my craft I don't sell macaroni
Where your off button at because you been actin phony
I think

back an hour later
Man I got annihilate her
Had to hang up on her ex
Cuz she said he was just a hater
You ain't as high as I be
Two cups I swear
I'm too

somethin new at ya
We got little John on the d r u m s, get busy
(drum roll) , aw on the keys my man James
What you doin back there?
(piano plays) , aw yeah

sore for the lack of support I'm getting
They say grab the bull by the horns even if it's Saintins horns I'm gripping 
What you take me for some poor

compete, hey
Shit you be doin' that's takin' you ten years
I'll do it in three days
Gon' bring it back like a relay (let's do it)
Talkin' bout your clan,

YOU NEVER EVER FELT
WHAT IT FEELS, LIKE TO SIT BACK AND WATCH YOUR LIFE START TO MELT
I KNOW, PAIN IS PAIN THOUGH
WERE STILL IN THE SAME BOAT-
FANDANGO

be hatin'?
I don't feel no pressure when I'm in this shit
No, I don't feel no pressure when I'm in this shit

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Christmas Eve
You better take a leave
And if you don't
By the time you perceive
Your loss
You'll already be gone
Yeah that's what I'm on
Extraterrestrial

shit behind my back, I swear I'm so fuckin' fine
If it ain't about it back now, you is not my fuckin' kind
I be missing the guys, yeah the ones that

The Prophecy

Buddha Monk

Prophecy

1998

the boss, for years I paid the cost
So now I am the force that keeps you at a state of loss
Wannabe kamakazi shootin at everybody
I'm worse than your John

a have to get new name
Sick of making points it's like Jordan in the flu game
You don't want the yellow brick road? Need a new brain
John Q you gone need

a hooligan don't make me act a fool again 
Whoop a nigga ass it didn't matter what school he in
John Harris Fowler even the one that you be in 
made your girl

wick cause they cannot shoot me
Peel back ya kufi, if you with prayer then pray to my 9
Fine by design, these niggas amuse me

Them niggas don't learn,

Said I want the bezels all on my chain
Young nigga do it for the tristate
Drinking too much you a light weight
Shawty wanna smash told her my place

business
That's none of my business
That's none of my business
That's none of my business
I’m back up in it, you guessed it I’m lifted
Kale and spinach,