Lyrics:
baby it's my birthday
95 a young legend was born
Even tho I'm still Lennon like John
You get cut like like Cobain if you playin
I be out finna ball like
fault at all. Nor is it his fault that he will die. He will die because he had the poor sense to be invented by me. He doesn't deserve to die. He is
thought I'd be the one to feel her
Mara ndiyabona naye ukuba uyand feel.a
Started off as a dealer
Always on some John Cena
Until I was told by my niggas ba
like Jodeci
This is where I want to be
With you screaming
We out here so what they do
'Cause baby I'm so in love with ya
Everywhere I go I got your
Tryna get cash in bulk by the hour
I'm on Dem Ones
WOMEN CHILL, Running out your mouth
You on Dem ones
Knowledge is power an I swear
I'm on Dem Ones
Turned your back on your nigga
I can’t trust on no nigga
I can’t love on no bitches
If you don’t get it
Then you just won’t get it
Momma don’t worry
the deep end
Where I’m swimming in the women
And I’m giving them forbidden fruit
And turning the ignition
I don’t need no damn permission
The condition
on, and the most hated
Hated by niggas with no hustle
Starin' at me in the club like I won't bust you
In the face with the spades, life is a card
the vocals petrified
Celebrate life while we reminisce
Won't forget I'll remember this
Flow for our family one with the love that I give
Two legends will live
Celebrate life while we reminisce
Won't forget I'll remember this
Flow for our family one with the love that i give
Two legends will live
Yea put another up
Ashes to ashes and funks to funky
Daddy Long Legs is a mean ass honky
And Jimmy Pop ain't no heiny hobbit gaybe
Ain't no big meaty chunks in my
When I say "I love you", I was lyin' through my teeth
Yuh
I'm a player baby, you know how I be
This a feature film, this ain't no DVD
No John Cena- but
the Rift Valley
In places untraceable by Rand McNally
Took a cobblestone trolley through a Mercer Street alley
The more championship rings than John
She stay home alone watching DVD’s
Said she git her own but she feelin me
Used to think the kitchen where she’s supposed to be
But she know better
(I said) We are sparkin up at the dabathon (We sparkin up)
(And I said) Shoutout to my boy John (my boy John)
He is not Johnny Boges, but he's still
it's warmer but New York is used to that already
Manhattan built the cemetaries where the blacks is buried
I take the Staten Ferry I walk to Broadway
both know why
You're not coming home
You're not coming home
I'll watch these bridges burning on my own
John Legend: We loved, we loved hard
Who knew that
And he likes to relate his success on the halls
Where the gallery once gave him seven cat calls
But his grandest creation as he loves to tell
Was
love and I think this the one too cuff
Dawg you talk too much
Caught yo tongue
Nigga what you gotta say better start yo plunge
Where I'm from
Rules
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
the curves
Through the corner of her eyes she slowly observe
(Singout)
[Verse 1]
John Legend
Anytime she come around
Something is about to go down
Listen
blasting off like a Rocket no John wall
Only focus on the wins
No losts or no draws
For my family and music
Nigga I'm risk it all
I'm a legend
In the making
sleep and I'll put you in a bed
Then have you like a zombie cause I am a legend
Fuck the naysayers, the critics, and the haters
Guided by the power of my
Brothers? What brothers? What's this about hell?
Tell them, "We're waiting, keep coming"
We'll get them as well
Love Field is where his plane touched down
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