Lyrics:
being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin' line
Why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me
They must think it's a G
John
I can't find
Oh, the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way feel
Don't discard me baby don't
Just because you think i mean you
My heart is beating from me
I am standing all alone
Please call me only if you are coming home
Waste another year flies by
Waste a night or two
John from Norway, 32
Send a sulky face or two
Throwing your shot
Hiding yourself
Come on just one nude
It's nothing new
Saw the red flags
Should maybe
and the flying fish
But he's been enchanted by the pictures
From the satellite dish
So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie
Sends him north to her
the way
By and by, by and by, by the way
There's long line of suffering
And coal dust tears today
By and by, by and by, by the way
Started out a breaker
Baptiste's walking to me with the Maker
My body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
Got nothin' more to show ya, there ain't no more to say
You know the mess we made, it just will not go
Now it's the 90s
And John Malkovich
Is calling me up on the reg
He's my best friend
And I might have to kill him
And he might have to kill me
We're both
on the inside, and on your blindside
Shoot you right between your motherfuckin' eyebrows
Ooh, kill 'em, it's that Carter 5, let me get 'em
I'm feeling like John
registered and placed on neighborhood watch
I lean on you niggas like another line of Wock'
Yeah, it's all eyes on me, and I'ma send it up to Pac, ayy
Put
like she it
An i cannot wife me a that a know that yall slimey and greesy
My niggas shoot like john john
And we never miss
My nigga caught him a body
Let me tell you to try
What did you tell you
Another day goes by
Tell me why does
So this is why
We're falling down
The...
I am the chosen
that
Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me
I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free
Send me some lovin', tell me no lies
Throw the gun
line like dominos
Midas touch, all the shit I do always turns to gold
One by one these bitches fall in love like dominos
Stay beside me like John
to send your worries down the line,
By the stadium diorama?
cre you one to trust the cards?
cre you one to send your worries down the line?
Down the line
'bout time
Knock him out they gon' be bloggin' him right now (brr)
Big worm bitch I send a drive by
Come out the house, know we posted at night time
of Sandy, she says I love you, John
and I wanna tell the whole wide world, my love goes on and on
hello country lady, here´s your trucker boy
I send my kisses
and detour thought more
minds with signs of minds on 8 by 10
class when atomic lines
You keep a deep thought, bop bought
My planet court
it's ruthless, air you out from the Ubers
Tutored by coke movers, put holes through ya'
You wouldn't get that from me yo, you'd overlook me
Looking
the Miramichi's
I'm gonna send a smoked salmon to Moncton
Give it to John
To give it to Tom
I'm gonna send a smoked salmon to Moncton
Give it to John, to give it
your mind to pieces
You'll recommend me to your motha,
Your sista, your aunts, and your nieces
Listed in the yellow pages
All around the world
30
jackers
Fuck no hapsters
I pack a Tech-9
Plus a AK-47
Send a one way ticket to my hell
Or maybe heaven, peep
Nigga I don't sleep
Burry muthafuckas in
Said I'm all up in my feelings
Doubled up on this shot
Got me feeling some type of way, told you I hate you, I don't mean it
And the only thing
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