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they played and the mark they made with the shifts that they put in
Sam Cooke and Johnny Murphy, Mick Sinnett and Hugh Quin
John Cousins, William

the way towards center fold
Couples, by the set, get their swing on
And dancers tether with roped poles
Spirits hop for hops, double Dutch
Emerald sky

and take long aim
At any rapper that's William Shatnerin' - abstain
From the theatrics 'cause I ain't willin' to talk tame
They call me HOV - it's like I got

I'm redundant Paul Ryan Jeff InHoff
And John Barasso you can all collectively
Kiss my whole ass hole
I'm not some casual rapper so let me take you

Rick (Belch), Pickle Rick (Belch), and Morty behind me 
But short for Mortician 
That Mark William Calaway 
Runaway semi 
Best get the fuck out the way

the test; without passing away
I wanna pass your test
(SAY THEIR NAMES Breonna Taylor
Tamir Rice)
Melissa Williams
John Crawford
Sandra Bland
Michael Brown

Even if ya haven't
I know you Understand
Apprehension is Apparent
By the way we all not caring
How the cameras keep on rolling
While they shooting down

be perceived by members of some oppressed
And highly sensitive groups as outrageously offensive
Members of these oppressed communities might find it

pockets, nothing is nice
Crack heads with pipes, crackheads with pipes
Stay hot headed, John Blaze on the mic
Call my brother William
You know he stay hype

call a muthafucka John Doe

Monster, how should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the windows
Monster, how should I feel?
Creatures lie here

and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man

Dove off the top of the yacht liner
Perfect 10 from the Judge from China
Sweatpants, one leg up, St john's jersey
Artest, I'm an ar-tiste
See me bettin'

fast with no antifreeze needed 
Just whisky and weed and a pad and a beat that's unknown John Doe on the tag of the toe 
I feel like a king in my home

Say their names
(Jacob Blake)
Say their names
(George Floyd)
Say their names
(Breonna Taylor)
Say their names
(Eric Garner)
Say their names
(John

like Johnny Blaze, Sacred Fire, Ho-Oh
Wands know when to rush, then dust you pronto
Crush Jane Does as I Van Gogh, now I'm the foe
Cold as John Snow,

a spastic-ass crack-addict claiming to take his last hit
Your blue balls fit firmly in the cock-pit, of all your dog-shit bought by the public

But not me bitch

They Would Send You Home 
By Time You Got In The Door 
Hear Mama On The Phone 

Damn... 
Where Did That Love Go 
When We Had Fist Fight 
Even When

let us through. Black in a musical chicken grease. John travolta rein-action  being played by drizzy drake. Rappers love acting back in the days. Black

just stand by
Not changing the laws or changing the system
Its murder if a cop kills an unarmed victim
Kap took a knee as a way to protest
But rebel

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who

Daly didn't want
John Quincy Adams was only on the phone
But Perry got a boner on the set of Oklahomos
Perry Caravello took some shit's
While the stunt

at the SeaTac Hilton?
I'll guarantee ev'ry word's the Gospel truth
Got witnesses ta prove it, too,
'Cause we all toured with a fella by the name a' Milton

Now

Lord Please forgive me, addiction has over cane 
A Fiend for Money, Power I'm victimizing the game 
I'm inchin by towards the flame, I'm wobblin

Wir sind Thug-Niggas
Thuggen durch die Ghettostreets
Mit 'nem white Girl
Ähnlich wie die Black Eyed Peas
Ich bin nicht wie William
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