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Well the good ways down the railroad track there was a little old rundown shack
And in it lived a man I'd never seen
Folks said he was a mean
the doctor,
"She's very low," he said;
Went back to see my baby
Good God! She's lying there dead.
I went down to old Joe's barroom,
On the corner by
And the fire's all out and whoops goes the light
Now you know the story of the old rigadoo
So good night and God be with you says Little Johnny Doo
to share a story, this is my story and can't nobody tell it for me
You have well informed me, I am well aware that I don't belong here
You've made that
invested in property
(Lyrics for grown folk) lyrics for grown folk
Be a good mama, be a good daddy, be a good person
I love the man I've become, don't
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should -
Porter
Have you heard among this clan
I am called the forgotten man ?
Well did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard the story
Take a look at the overall picture
Every year its the same old story
Same faces, same categories
I sold a lotta records and a lotta people know me
cha but hit cha
Take a look at the overall picture
Every year its the same old story
Same faces, same kinda gories
I sold a lotta records and a lotta
out
How we used to go to all the parties just to rock the house
Word man I remember those good days well
Well chill out man cause I got a story
presentations to grand juries
Who collectively refuse to indict murderers captured on video
Freed by unpopular opinions that trump the overwhelming evidence
arms.
Overwhelmed by my playboy charms
We jumped in the ride rushed to the crib
I ain't gotta explain what we did
Built to last I simply waxed
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
that's the only thing
I've gotten to a very good place
Though all of my friends and mentors in the
Game have been reaching out to me trying
To encourage
Yeah we're gonna swing this one to the right
Want to give a shout to my man Pos K
My man Big Daddy, he's cool
Now Rule Mob
Check it out
Well
by some prick usin' my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name
Now I gotta cock back, aim, yeah, bitch, pop champagne
friends with my mentor, No I.D.
And No I.D. told him
"Look, man, if you wanna mess with Kanye you gotta tell him that you like the way he rap"
I was all,
level
Do you ever just sit and wonder about the stories behind the people you meet day by day?
Does it make you feel grateful, in a weird way, for your
of old Johnny Dhu.
Of all the trades that's goin' the beggin' is the best,
For when a man is tired he can sit down and rest
He can beg for his dinner,
been
For three score or more on this little isle of green
And I'm known from the Liffey from the basement to the zoo
And I'm known by the name of old
my sense of humour, you probably don't
understand, I don't care anyway.
Anyway, by the way, the video was shot at the Newcastle city hall. And Rod
a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what
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