Lyrics:
then Cassady
But everybody wants a piece
I got to give out a slice
Cut a slab of Julian
To go with your beans and rice
Poverty line is high raps
bitch
And put a star on my name well don't forget
Remember my toilet paper maid say that I'm the shit
Now who you are
It's Julian he with a star
You know
Hey Julian, this is Peepaw!
And uh, I'm calling
'Cause I miss your voice
I miss you
And your brother
Uh, and I'd thought I'd give you a call to say
search was a clever, saucy upstart
Of an attempt to be, uh, nasty
However, the Lord and Julian Cope himself
Know how we need, need, need
The NME to embrace
with the Ku Klux Klan,
If Richard Nixon made Spiro Agnew
The new ambassador to Timbuktu,
If he was doing real well would you guess
It would prove
goes on? I really want to know.
Yeah well, come on.
We sat in a velvet jewel case With sparkles everywhere, And Julian sat on a diamond ring
my own life before losing you"
Feeling good this Friday afternoon
I ran into Julian
Said we'd get together soon
He's always had my heart
He
Yeah!
Yes mi lion a mi name Jr. Gong
Mi unique DJ, dread
Whatch ya
Well a me name Jr.Gong
Me seh look how mi natty tall
Who nuh know me from
living good
I'm dumping a hit man's salary worth of quarters down the world's largest wishing well
Wishing a nigga would
(Wishing a nigga would)
just giving in
Down the rabbit hole rarely know where it ends
Two shots
Or three
Enjoy the night
Be free
Don't worry bout
Just be
We'll talk
If we
a blender
You will render a meal
You well remember for trhe rest of your life.
Boiling makes a soup that's yummy
Slightly crawl around your tummy,
As they
got to know me
Shoutout to Julian, Damo, all the haters they can blow me and
Everybody here, well lets get back to the story.
But I just wanna say
chains
Said I'll never see the outside again
Oh!
Yeah, Yeah
(Julian)
I'm a prisoner locked up for what
Freedom of Speech ain't that all we've got
Wounded
dwelling.
If we had have known now what we knew then,
Well we'd still be reading cables from Julian.
Come on in, the water is warm in Atlanta Georgia,
Just
like
She's not Tina and I'm not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don't know, I don't know
We'll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Aww shit that kid from all city kings
Aye I remember way back when
Me and Julian was cooling at the same address
Them pigs raided bout a murder
Sauce, ja dei Sauce
Nenn mech den G-Man well ech hu Source
Sauce, ja dei Sauce
Nenn mech den G-Man well ech hu Source
Yea, okay (Non-non)
Ech stinn
Can I get a witness, church
Call me winston, Downhill rolling bit the dust
See my queen on her own, I'm like i'll go dutch
And Julian has been my
had the gift of having you
We'll try to live the way you tried your best to do
And in a moment, nothing makes sense
And we are left to make sense
to be the lion of the jungle when its full of nothing
I mean id rather be King Julian with a family
Than a god of the enemies, -uh! -uh!
What if the news
the gift of having you
We’ll try to live the way you tried your best to do
And in a moment, nothing makes sense
And we are left to make sense of it
And all
AGREE WITH YEA I CAN AGREE BITCH
YEA I CAN AGREE (2X) (AYE)
VERSE
FEEL LIKE KING JULIAN MOVE IT MOVE IT
CASUALLY WITH THE CANNABIS CONSUMING
ANALYZE
Let it go and let it live
Ride the wave until I dip
What the fuck is up with this
I ain't give no fucks your a dumb ass bitch
Woo
I be on my own well
high
You got nothing to do every day
Except then pineapple express me every time
Fuck it should be a crime
Well, it Fuckin is a crime cunt
Fuckin Jeez
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