Lyrics:
I'll tell you all a tale
About a time when everything
Wasn't up for sale
There was this cat named Johnny
Who loved to play and sing
When money
con menos ganas de na'
Con ganas de saber na', con ganas de mucho rap
Con ganas de mucho cash ¿Tú, la vida 'e Johnny Cash?
A mí dame una Tommy Gun
¡Y
Johnny Cash
She won’t be my first, I won’t be her last
Imma dive in, in the liquor
If I black out, I won’t forget ya
Live is so sweet got my head in
really want Johnny Cash back in 74'
Said the Grand Ole Opry ain't so grand anymore
Well they were nervous about Waylon 'cause he had a crooked smile
play it till I'm dead
Like a synthesizer sequencer
I've got it in my head
Singing ah ah yuppy digital deck
Johnny Cash, Jupiter, 24 track
Anyone
Church bottleneck
Hah
I'm that new age, Johnny Cash
Nasty chip up on my shoulder
Pick your favorite country rapper
Everybody know I'm golden
Got
Raise The Bar
Vs: Johnny's got a bar on the West Side
Just beyond the noise of the city
There's not a lot of flash on the inside
this wilderness, where my only companion is hate and shame
Like Johnny Blaze, it's fuck the world
While I walk the line like Johnny Cash
Trapped
what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off course
It's like me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says
Cash in der Louis, ich flex' so hard
Cash in der Louis, ich flex' so hard
Cash in der Louis, ich flex' so hard
Cash in der Louis, ich flex' so
barrio haciendo cash como Johnny
Kilos como Tony, ganancias pa´ everybody (Todos)
Las libras las aumento pa´ montarme en un Ferrari
Mañanas en Miami
two bad apples
On our family tree
Kind of ripened and rotted
In our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart
But I lacked
and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like
pétasse, Nouvelle Ère (ha)
On a des nouveaux shits, des nouvelles herbes
Fonscar au lin j'ai des cernes (han)
Au bled faut des ranchs et des fermes (cash
southern niggas in these streets
Yeah I'm candy flipper, you can have a picture
While I pose like a playa, by the candy with ya
Koopa never have no time,
Mein erstes Album „World Diggson“ war meine Lebensgeschichte
So viel mehr Inhalt, als lediglich die Szene zu ficken
Hab' meine Seele offenbart,
dice que no hay money
(yeah Wow) , pero tranquila, hay
Money (yeah Wow, wow, wow, wow)
No tiene amigos ni homie
Prefiere llamarme Johnny
Qué asco en
a cagarle el repertorio a una banda de rock.
Como lo haría Johny Cash.
Bailando el rock and roll de Johnny Cash
Cantando el rock and roll de Johnny Cash
Politik
Det är för trist
Säger Johnny Rumpvick
Stor artist
Gitarrfantom
Som häver bärs
Och lever för att fixa cash
Nej politik
Gör ingen rik
En
go back to being broke (Woah)
Back to being broke
(I can't go back to being broke)
Back to being broke, no more
I got on these chains from Johnny Dang
Can you tell this isn't my first time?
It probably won't be my last
There's no way out of this mess now
Not at least until I'm out of cash
Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones, wanna paint it black
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones, wanna paint it black
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