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January aba, February aba, July aba. 31st December so bϵԑϵba
Time money, time, time, money Beebɛ
Time money, time, time, money Beebɛ
Paddy kaafe dull

WITH THE BRcCE OFF 

JOHN TROVOLTc GIVE ME FcCE WE CcN FcCE OFF

I KNOW MY MOTHER PRcYING FOR  ME CcUSE IM LIVING WRONG,,, SO IS THE PREcCHER cND ScINTS

niemals allein
 
Ich bin top fit, baller' mit der Glock
Bis es ein Loch gibt wie beim Moshpit
Schieß' unaufhaltsam so wie John Wick
Aus dem

diamonds dancing like its shiggy 

I’m from where they do it biggie 

But I’m from the Bronx like boogie 

St Lauren that’s on my hoodie 

Feel like drake my

caliber, close range, General Nguyen
Feburary 1st, '68
The best laid plans of mice and men
Flip the coin, call it fate
Froze like a pipehead on a crack
Stem

"tap in"
Boy you the tap, I'm the Fiji Water
Welcome to the slaughter 
Boy you a goner 
Terminate 'em, word to John Connor
Black young stunner 
Come

(right)
You talkin' hustlers I'm a top seed possibly top three
One of the few that break it down for you probably
Kush God, all the lead, I'm John Moxley

your skull
I seen shit John Lennon couldn’t imagine
Just me and a mic on a main stage spazzin'
It’s the type of shit normal
People can’t even fathom
So

to see the bands periodically like Sawyer Brown
Melanie, Richie Havens was there
I didn't see John Sebastian, but they said he was there

And a bunch

feeling like Being John Malkovich 
5 minutes later - they shaking, its shocking 
Like who gonna stop it
BITCH GIMME I GOOOOT IT


[HOOK]
The tables have

a million
Case dem bitches after me

Been a gangsta from Miami
Ask my family ya dig

Black 1911 John Wick so I ain't goin fa Shit

I wish it came wit a switch

a parade, cultural centers, and to stop getting played
They invaded more than just our privacy, frightfully, as John Henrik Clarke, even blind, He Could
See

a un traitre en repérage
Chaque équipe tu baves, on fait le ménage
Ça parlait table de douze avant John Wick
Avoir les képis aux trousses parce qu'on

Yeah ah ! Boissy St Léger… Quartier Haie Griselle !

Cruso :
Ca va faire mal dans ton poste, mal dans ton bloc,
Un gros singe mâle sorti de sa jungle

while I’m still jotting them
On these sheets of paper ‘cause their nature got me plotting tough
In Christ I decrease, I am not enough
I’m on that John

D. Eisenhower, and John F. Kennedy
To smoother societal flames

This turmoil, alongside the overlapping threat of the Cold War
Combines into a stew

to be
Nasty and uncut
Like the word butt
But I drop the "T"
Drop the "B"
Like gap band
Add "ST"
Like the words to street
Add "CK" then read
And you're

Have you messed up like a blooper
Just for the fans
Low rider high roller
Rock steady like a mos 37f
I be the one that be getting known
1st place winner

mama with the gas bill 
Had to help my moms make magic
Had to find a way to get cash quick
Long John silvers ain't have it, so I made a habit, I became

hit em with the moon walk
In this race you know I'm coming in 1st place
I get the pussy way before I take the bitch out on the first date
I know you

Real dope boy my safe G a mattress
Make a bitch backflip
I need my green like st. Patrick’s
Ship the shit around the atlas
I’m active
All about a stack

big dosser
Where's this kid from
Big John
It's his son
Bell rings it's on
So if you're going to come then you best Bring a big gun
And your nine-inch

big dosser
Where's this kid from
Big John
It's his son
Bell rings it's on
So if you're going to come then you best Bring a big gun
And your nine-inch

if you reach for the phone
Better hope you not alone
Give you a reason to fear for the most
Cold case
Leave em John Doe
No face em
What the fuck is you