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Forever, my niggas in the back stay clever
Like John Snow, unh, you don't know nothing
Tryna test me, I'm stunting
Check it, if I text you stop forming
I

auntie, yo granny
Take out his legs and I call him a tranny
Chasin it all like my name was John Manning
I ain't gon ask I keep on demanding
Come

to do right when I'm wrong and be a good nigga
Roll all my pain in a blunt or a wood nigga
Grind really hard day and night, till I'm big time
Always speak

in my blunt
Choppin' all these trees, now i'm haunted by The Lorax
Your resting bitch face makes you look like a Snorlax
I don't care bout nothin', I

kept around me case open I'm wit' it
In Curaçao exotic fruits white linen
Won't let you down you can call me John Lennon

I got my kush clouds in the air

the covers
Eggs over easy
Blunt from the prior evening
I am nasty
Like ya father
In a Honda
With ya momma
In the 80's
Before babies
I won't be stopped

pay a fee
Say my name yeah first and last
So I know they must've heard about me
In the gym tryna shoot like John
Talking shit and my niggas on
Feeling

put that lil boy on shirt at a hearse and a watch tears drop out his momma
My niggas don't give no fuck
they'll at a croud drop 7 niggas like John

she taken
I like my blunts long, like Jamaicans
I don't really give a damn, what you makin', huh

Swilo swa mona, huh
Man, we still don't give a fuck

worry into a downward spiral that won't end
Occasionally I feel like I am John Cusack, better off dead

Ignored my thoughts, so my body told me I wasn't

Bible on me heavy
Remember asking for the chevy
Blunts had me deady but my soul was empty
These  days I'm detoxing my spirit
Oh cause I'm christian I'm

Shout out to Baste Records (hey, yeah, la-da-da)
Ayo, Hunter (la-da-da-da)
Roll another one of those congressional blunts, brotha (la-da-da-da)

Relax Your Mind

Loon

Bad Boys II

2003

John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat

Tell 'Em

Gunplay

Living Legend

2015

(Daddy tell 'em) Let me tell you
(Daddy tell 'em) Let me tell you
(Tell 'em daddy)

I'm the crack in the bag
I'm the flame on the blunt
I'm the fork in

Gestelude, Pt. 2

Youssoupha

Noir Desir

2012

hip-hop est stérile, donc chope ta chérie
Je pourrais serrer ta femme, c'est mon coté John Terry
Les autres MC et moi, c'est la cave et le Zénith
Je suis

Riot NRRRD

2 Skinnee J's

Super Mercado

1998

would burn me 
Unearthing archives of sharp knives turning blunt 
My road is to unfold, so I gotta face the front 
I used to spend my days dazed

Thoughts of the Thoughtful

Casual

Fear Itself

1994

blunt
The tough get snuffed for being, lame
We men claim to be all that
Call back, I'll get wit cha
All act fat, frontin they really are close to me
But

I Didn't Mean To

Casual

Fear Itself

1994

got caught
It ain't my fault that your girl got caught

Another incident when I went
Way beyond what I should of done
John should of stopped before

Timbs
Gold mouth, leopard flag, click-clack
We strapped in i roll up, talk shit, niggas
Know I'm really real, big blunt of that sour
Smoke it till I catch

Don't Have to Be

MC Serch

Return of the Product

1992

blunts
And when the beat comes in, you don't have to jump
Oh yeah, it don't have to be 'oh no'
Serch rides the rhythm, but it doesn't have to flow
You can

(Perfect)
Internet Money, nigga (yeah)
John (yeah, yeah)
Yo Cochise, ah weh dem ah seh?
Yeah, okay
Bullet, yeah what? Yeah, ok

Uh yeah, yeah

you underwater and hold you until its over
I told you once you dumb _ with a blunt
That be pullin off the dope fiends selllin tha _
Get your ass kicked

to clap shit
Wet so many niggas, nickname John the Baptist
Grimy fool, his whole get down is jackin'
Did 5 years, got out last June
Went right back in p,

prije bilo je blato
Kad krene shootat gang jači smo neg nato
Malo si mi clueless kada izvadim Phantom
Kad spittam me ne vidiš, fucking John Cena
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