Lyrics:
George Washington, 'twas epiglottitis from which he died
A swelling closed his airway, couldn't breathe, although, he tried
John Adams, of heart
[Raekwon the Chef]
Let's get it on Kokomo
John John Blazeini, Donna J-Bird
Yeah
Another Persian legacy
[Method] The Iron Lung
[Raekwon the Chef]
Yo
There's only two types of men
Pimps and John's
There's one type of bitch
That's a hoe
God damn hooker this is my world
God damn time to go
a fucking uh a George bush sticker
You know and then it has a it has those little sticker guys
That usually people have like piss on ford or piss on Chevy
Bobbitt, John
Bombing, Boston Marathon
Balloon Boy, War On Terror
QAnon
Trump gets impeached twice
Polar bears got no ice
Fyre Fest, Black Parade
damn
Give me the fuckin' weed, he's gone
John, what? He kept goin'
It's like I got enemy's, 'cause of my race they hate me
Fuck pullin' over, chase me
so I can tell you a little story
Not before I piss off any interested corporate sponsorship
Not before the FBI comes on some of that ol' John Connor
Martha married George two years after her husband's demise
John's wife, Abigail was needed by him for advice
Tom's wife, Martha died years before his
a little bit faster
John squints he still can't see atoms
Andrew hijacks and drives a wagon
Martin's caravan burned to the ground
William's hair isn't quite
Pitbull, Lil John, Frederico Franchi
Hey hey, lets do it again baby
We gotta do it again
Let's make them go krazy this time
I don't think they
Pitbull, Lil John, Frederico Franchi
Hey hey, lets do it again baby
We gotta do it again
Let's make them go krazy this time
I don't think they
alright, hold you
See, this guy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those
pressed rewind to the beginning
They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's +Lennon+
They took her to Elizabeth +Taylor+ to dry clean
The lone
the boulevard, Chris rocked the song
For the hundredth time, they pressed rewind to the beginning
They toast to the rhyme, the juice spilt from John's linen
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
like Reggie bush
We blow that purple jelly baby I
Don't know how Reggie look
Damn, it's all types of charge
On some county type shit
Like if my PO find
Bullets, whistlin over my head remind me...
President Bush said attack
Flashback to Nam, I might not make it back
Missile hits the area, screams
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
Wilson, Harding, Coolidge, Hoover, Franklin Roosevelt.
Elected four times!
Truman, Eisenhower, John F. Kennedy, Johnson, and Nixon.
I Resigned!
Ford,
the bush burn
Take a puff then pass it
As the hands on the clock turn
While the bush burn
And while the kids smoke
That's a big hit, big rip
Now the kids
Yo, How long it take you to write this?
Bet
I seen A flame from A bush on the mountain of Kush
Heard the voice of many waters saying "come here
stealing.
DON NICHOLSON (John Kerslake)
Out west of the towers, where the earth meets the sun
he was raised an orphan, with his brothers he'd run
by
the air-n
Like saddam hussein I'm giving bush a scaring
I'm the kind of bitch that's got a hanging nut sack
Scratch my face using a mother fucking thumb tack
twenty shot plenty shot
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