Lyrics:
Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please help me relax
Quantum physics could never show you the world I
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
they're all gonna know
Our little secret
My baby holds inside.
By then she'll be startin' to show,
And I'll be the husband
To a shotgun bride.
I already
Oh, I'd have to be twice as tall
At least to feel better than I do
Yes I'd have to be twice as tall
At least, I mean me multiplied by two (by two)
"Daddy, what are you doing?"
Haha, okay then
Everybody, listen up
I'm goin' to hell
Who's comin' with me?
Somebody, please help him
I think my dad's
Rather you than me
If you've been fucking with me from Port of Miami
It's been hell of a fucking journey
Ain't nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger,
meet me in the country
In the summertime in England
Would you meet me?
In the Church of St. John
Down by Avalon
Holy Magnet
Give you attraction
for your BBL is another way to tell me that you just want attention
Give me all of you
Like a legend do
I'll give you all of me
Like John did
Don't let
(John Farrar)
We never really had the chance to let each other know
We never really had the time to let our feelings show
Small talk kept us going
For this I'd gone when I met Little John.
His name came, I understood,
When the judge said "You're a robbing hood."
He told me of his strange
"This is called 'Hurt So Bad'. It's about pain." - John Legend
I think I messed up this time
I let you go and I
Can't get no sleep
Ohh...
With
slick and get stuck
But don't play tough boy, go and get it up
Hey yo Cube, tell me this
Why half of the homies gettin' worked by a bitch?
Then they
a Backwood, Swisher sweet blunt, orange lace dope (let's go)
It's just some shit I wrote
My city couldn't be saved by John the Pope (John the Pope)
I slid
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun
And you might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Our necks are burnt, the roads
the curves
Through the corner of her eyes she slowly observe
(Singout)
[Verse 1]
John Legend
Anytime she come around
Something is about to go down
Listen
But if you want to keep your job
You better show me your worth
Beat that steam drill in a race
And I'll put back you to work
And so John Henry tipped
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always
just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
old colored feller who the folks was always fond
I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
Why I remember when
You niggas don't even know
All that talk then no show
Cannot tell me nothin'
Show me somethin' I ain't seen before
That hoe want my piccolo
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
normal off of drugs
I just don't get it
And then I saw John Cale
he's been looking really great
He's been coming by the office to exercise with me
to Quincy Jones
At John Legend’s wedding
And you do music, you can do anything once
You learn how to produce, you’re a producer
You understand textures
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