Lyrics:
me to my hanging ground, Lord, Lord
Take me to my hanging ground
And John Hardy walked out on the sky full high
Pretty little wife by his side
just the clothes and fur on their backs
Down the highway they flew
Stopped at a convenience store
Grabbed some dog food for two
Oh... Johnny and Rex
Johnny was a girl, everybody knew,
Didn't give a damn just passing trough
Had a kind of dream back when she was 12
Knew that she belong to somewhere
a petite little body
Little titties no ass
But that shit ain't a factor
Johnny v bout that cash
Hold that
Ass open let me hit from the back
She got them pink
Gimme that Dunkie Butt and them big ol' legs, I ain't 2 hard 2 beg
Ain't no shame in this game, I'm gonna break it down and beg like Johnny
you none
When it reach out and teach someone, blaze they buns
Now I'm guilty by association
Times of blackness eclipsin the sun, target practice
like fish
Mr. Big Mouth, the gat be trout
You need to douche out your style no doubt
Johnny struck through the Shaolin slum
Prum-prum-prum on my
the paparazzi
Go back on set and lie your little heart out
Will do, sir
Oh, wait, that is Luna
My angel is calling
Hang up
But why?
Hang up
You can't have
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
The candles matches whooof he’s back now
With Madrox, Blackfoot back to black out
And when you're coming back to reality blowing out the candles it be Nos
as hell
I had to buy all my girls fifty-fo'-eleven Reeboks at wholesale
Almost got caught boostin out of Bodell's
Bitches on my coattails like they coat
What is you worth nigga
This ain't no joke nigga
I ain't gone play around
I been through
Hell and back
Now Im feeling I gotta watch my back
Cuz these
[Intro] [Johnny P]
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Said I pray the lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake.
Said I pray the lord my soul
cloned
By someone else's poetry
They got their backs snapped
By 12 inch pressure of financial bigotry
You know I've still got pride in who I wanna be
thumb tacks in her flesh
And canceling the dream
Can you find the Valium?
Can you bring it soon?
Lost Johnny's out there
Baying at the Moon
anything it’s caffeine
and i miss out on a lot while i’m driving
like the ground back home is frozen
and she’s digging out the car
and she’s driving
down, he wasn't ready couldn't fight
But he's back up now ready to go he said you don't wanna do that
Next day Johnny went out, took a ride, got a gun
another question bout who's bestin
Or who's interested they be watered down
Unaware they be rusting
I'll make it out, keep on trustin
Debut with a torch
singin' the same ol' truck songs
In the same ol' smoky old dives
I'd be red and white stripes with no blue
A drugged-out Johnny, no June
If I didn't
singin' the same ol' truck songs
In the same ol' smoky old dives
I'd be red and white stripes with no blue
A drugged-out Johnny, no June
If I didn't
and shake my stuff
I've gotta get out and get back into shape
Straighten-up and lift my head
And rise to the occasion
So out of the house I went, hell bent
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
out of breath
Soley on Wu cords you heard Genius on Gef
So step back to the lab at high velocity
My team make hand-to-hand sales, we're like
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