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breasts so I could titty fuck while she do
My taxes for the IRS
So I could just relax, shit, by now I'm blessed
I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god
Southbound jericho parkway
Is what you call a one-way street.
At 7.20, Monday after New Year,
Mister Henry Johnson leaned against the pedal
Aimed his
baby, how long
Has that evenin' train been gone?
How long, oh, baby, how long?
If I could holler like a mountain jack
I'd go up on the mountain,
put her on the back of my bike
And a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
the anesthesia
It'll send her body into a seizure
That lil' thing by the hospital bed, it'll stop beepin'
Hey, chick, I'm at a loss for words
What do you say
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
alarmed if I sound off
Something just ain't right with me, dawg
A martyr on a private charter, whose life could be harder?
Widely regarded highly, bite
If I could be anything I wanted
I don't know but, oh
I'd be stuck here with myself
Be an Average Joe
But if I could be like a Jack of all trades
If you need a little throwback, that's on Cash
We could turn the TV on fuzz
We could throw our clothes on that rug
The way I see it, that only
Of a perfect bitch
There's always one thing wrong and you
Wish that you could switch
Or fix, while you shapin'
Every curve and hips, you heard of this?
of that skeleton man.
So, many years later I thought I'd drop in,
And there was old Jack still looking quite thin,
With four or five skeleton children
[CITIZENS OF HALLOWEEN]
Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back
He's all alone up
‘em back
If I could only bring ‘em back
Bring ‘em back… and I would
It’s so much goin’ through in life
By and by… my, oh my
You don’t know what I
in my direction
For a little safe sex for the inspection
Cause though i'm mackin hoe's like Jyro Mackson
I'm learnin real quick gotta wrap my johnson
you're hoping for a fairy tale too
But if your DVD breaks, today
You shoulda got a VCR
'Cause I never owned a Blu-Ray
True say
And now I've always
n****'s stomping in my chucks
See I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all by my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her c***
And I put her in her
Well I swear if I could spare the spit
I'd lay one on your shiny chrome
And send you on your way back home
So if you're gonna leave your town where
on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man Johnson's farm
I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her
down, Shorty we kill all racks
Brah!
All these niggas ass cheap
If you aks me, these niggas lab me
What we do?
Feed ‘em to the ones then
Catch me by
Don't drop the big one
If you a monkey on a string
Don't cut my lifeline
If you a doggie on a chain
Don't bite the mailman
What would you say?
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
in the death row to count the days before
To the day they came a knockin' at his door.
But another warden came along, jack johnson was his name;
He
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