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Ahh aah
You ain't gotta say too much just one call I'll be there in a rush
You're back on the wall and you're hands on my back
Woah
Come baby let's
Different strokes for different folks
But I'd rather be John Kennedy d the living broke
Every other single day, it's a different quote
Freestyles are written,
like touchdown
Pat Mcholmes
Tom Brady
Lil .22 name glockiana
She a fine lady
Boy you niggas John Stockton
Y'all been out here
Dropping dimes lately
Born
Bitch Don't play with god
He make it hard
And take your dog
John wick need revenge
All my ops gone meet there end
Pulled up in a minivan
Fuck yo mama with
Trump V.O.
I am the least racist person that you have ever meet
Nobody respects women more than I do
Grab ‘em by the pussy
45th President Donald J.
Modern-day Warfare, they act like a brother cares/
When I'm visually impaired by the media propaganda/ 
They would slander any name if you give them
scientifically pullin your trump card
Speak with RESPECT when you speak of the God
But yo bust it, I get up in asses like hand puppets
When Ryu bring da ruckus
Well everybody knows about James and John
And how Peter's the rock God built upon
Yeah, but nobody knows about little old me
The other black sheep
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
[Maestro]  
It's unanimous  
no televangelist can hang with this and do his thing with this  
G-O-D got his hand in this  
Honey got the meanest style,
opposition
The M9 got a big nose, Scottie Pippen
Vinnie sipping on the Goose, god hit this marley
My hands running out of fingers, young Vince Lombardi
I
Wit' a sentence  
I seen him turn a seven day eventess into an apprentince  
Many wifes into wenches  
Renlentless  
Have a fun day, by Monday, she's
sport, i didn't pout or whine
Took my L's, for every bout of mine
Always rose to my feet by the count of nine  
What it was?
Blue hats, orange stars
Hoops,
life
And being brought up by a japanese father
In a japanese style
So mek mi tell unno this one time
Mi a drop a Ninjah rhyme pon dem right now watcha
She using the same hand when she grip it
On the come up put the TAC in your interest
Some rockstars when I band with my misfits
Been in school for
crumbs
You bitchin' at shit that I ain't done
So fuck all you critics, I hate 'em
But y'all like oh wait, John, hold up, why you so mad?
Why the fuck you
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
BigDuke
Long Live Lil T nigga
Aye
Bitch I grew up on the block
Johns Ave 5th ward
Everybody getting pape opp niggas pissed poor
You the type to steal
that this classroom
Discussion has stirred up
Emotions I haven't felt since
Hands Across America!

My God look what we've done
We're breaking
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

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