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injuries reserved for a simple man
Aim it at his temple
With roscoe in the john
Plans plain in simple
He be looking like the Fonz
Dope in cigarillos
Fiends

3 step slide. To the left, to the right, what's up for the night? It's 3 ‘o' clock in the mornin'.
Let's head home before the song end. Damn, it's

He was a small town boy by the name of John
Yeah he moved here from Saskatchewan
And he knows exactly what he's looking for
A girl to carry through

My lyrics aint toward you bitch if you hear something im sorry
Tired of love songs getting to my lows
I just wanna fuck these love shit getting me

Song Title: You Are Holy
Artist: JR MOON
Label: Moonlight Ministries

Intro
JR-MOON Ha Ha!
Only the Lord is Holy
He’s Holy
Yeah...

You alone are

thats a whole lotta average
You got a catalogue o' meady songs
Maybe you weren't meant for the rap
But bro at least ya got keys
I meant to say Alicia

A Gower? More like no power
I rap bars around you like I'm John Bauer
I better pray for mercy cuz I'm not getting none?
Oh man wait till i pull my

the room for a quickie
I hitman John Wick I hit it like a hitman
Both of us gone outer space I take her with me
Ima go long sing a song call her Whitney
Pull

the plastic, like ni**a i gotta have it
I'm copping it by the O-Z, my marijuana's jurassic
Cover your child's ears cause my lyrics sometimes are graphic
Any

my chest
It's turbulent, clashing with this song by Johnny Cash
Wanna be with you till our hair turns grey
Just like the clouds leading our way

had proven my name
Niggas put in passion for they whole life
Turn bitter that's a whole strife, a pass by collision crippled my lane
But, I gotta be

T T T Tcm Justice
Got me switching up my flow they said stop running walk the beat (walk it)
They done let these love songs fool um like I won't get

Albert John
Tell 'em about the Chill Wagon

Rollin' down the street sun's settin' low
Tires hummin' soft on the radio
City lights flicker like

your daddy, fuck your bald headed  granny  with that pickle in her panty  and your cousin and your auntie
Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, catch a nigga by

the most high God I Feel amazing
People so surprised by the path that I've taken
Especially the ones who I partied all day with
My love still with you but

We first kissed on that Friday we call good, do you remember
We're witnessed by my framed pictures of Taylor and John Mayer
We zip our lips as they

When you got a voice you gotta use it,
They gon' hear me speak, it's Skeem, it's Skeem
Mr.Dontgiveafuck man , let's work

John Morant rookie season

dirty streets washed me clean with your mercy
Never judged me by my track record you only saw me as worthy
Set me off on that journey I just want to dwell

I'm the one Pops hit the cosign
They gave me that info By the time I was nine
Whoever did it, nigga, wrong Hope you lovin' that karma
It's another sad

Some Bodies

Nomeansno

Sex Mad/You Kill Me

1991

just need to feel.
Can you help me feel?
Recorded at Mushroom Studios, winter '85
All songs written, arranged and produced by NOMEANSNO.
Rob - Bass,

You're the One for Me

Mr. Capone-E

Dedicated 2 the Oldies

2003

down, below the ocean as I start to reach
kiss you and then as I hold you in my arms (you know that I love you john)
I keep it strong  but my feelings

don't need to roll a phone
We love to ride bikes, play games and take it easy
Do our homework and watch us a little t.v

I'm in tha house by at least six

the woods sitting down by the river
On a September night, I’ll always remember
We were sippin’ round the fire singing old John Denver
Life was feeling good

of the daily grind
It was the two of us, the only one that he knew to trust
Was a second voice that he grew to love
One day his heart let out a sound he didn't