Lyrics:
come back and win by three
Alright!
I love it!
Fuck you guys!
Sorry, buddy...
Who's the new guy?
Oh, that's my friend John.
Hey John... sweet hat!
By John Lennon and Paul McCartney
Recorded live at the Budokan, Tokyo, Japan
"Okay, like to do a number for you that I did a long time ago and it's
the suburbs to the hood
May You judge us by our hearts
And not by our mistakes
And see that we get a breakthrough
However long that it takes
May You fill that
the steady con
She told me "you're about to be a papa, John"
And I just looked around and tried to crawl into the nearest hole
You know what you've gotta
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rockett Ritchotte
If the heart is a lonely hunter
Then the mind is a loaded gun
Sometimes it begins
if we sell that new John Deere
And then we'll work these crops with sweat and tears
You'll be the mule I'll be the plow
Come harvest time we'll work
of the driveway
And the lights began to blur
Within a mile the car was stopped
By a police officer - she said
"Did you see the light was red?
Did you
climbing Himalaya,
what the hell I can not stop!
I also went to see a doctor,
he said girl you better have fun you're just another Sinead O'Connor.
And if
you, I believe a man is judged by what's in his heart, and not his bank account
So if this is what religion is, a big car, a suit and a tie
Then I
You're mystically driven by a force of love
Far away in the distance
I see my brother John
He's about to get married
And I wish him the best of luck
He
John 15:13
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
I wear my seatbelt in the car I buckle up for safety
I run for cover from the storm
I wear a band aid on my
Words & music by john mandeville
Lord, I need for you to know
It's only your love, I would die for
So please say you'll never go
When you say that
bien ensemble
I love you, I love you,
I love you, that's all I want to say!
Until I find the way, I will say the only words I know
that you
to smithereens
Time stop, flyin' guillotines
Commin for your flock
What you mean you spilled the beans, ay?
Black out and thought I seen pop
naw hun cause you ain't exempt
If your ass ever trip I'll give you a clip (yea)
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda
You know I love that organic cooking
I always ask for more
And they call me Mr. Natural
On down to the health food store
I only eat good sea salt
we love it, we got to have it, gimmie gimmie all you got
Well now, the Dodgers were at the ball park and we were there to see
We had one game
roll me up a bleezy
I make this shit look easy
I swear these hoes
They love them some Chief Keef
I'm feeling like John Cena, you can't see me
Getting
ethic, you gon' learn now
I do this for the love of it, saliva, 'cause I love to spit
And I juke it, for my future records, y'all gon' love to spin
you?
Ooh, I'm exhausted by the end of the day
Somebody, I'm exhausted by the end of the day
'Cause I, my back is broken by the end of the day
From
a ho all on your grill if he ratting
For talking when you not in
The game like John Madden
Bye bye ass, drive by past you
See you with my ho, I just ride
From the hills of northern Ireland to the forests of the Algonquin
If you had known John Johnston, you'd have known a gentleman
All for love and love
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Love is not possession and it can't be possessed,
If I should try to own you ,I'd be like all the rest.
I've learnt from past
I just cuff my Timberlands, fuck you middle it
On the connect, you niggas wearin' the rest
Never no pressure, tag on the dresser
Money and pocket,
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