Lyrics:
to the Zoo
And everybody calls me by the name of Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades a going, sure the begging is the best
For when a man is tired he can sit
in to this, John the brains and God the muscle
Demons try to knock me off and Satan man done tried to tussle
But God, He got my back cause He solved
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
that bitch right on the step
Put it in and take it back out, then I back out
Hair weave killer known to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in
Streets got a mind of their own
My Pops left me for dead with just the clothes on my back
I grew up selling crack
And learning to drive a car jack
I got
in my head
I hope I can get out of it again
The constellations tell me I am done
From burning inside of the sun
I sit on my moon
Where did I go wrong?
you know I chill and smoke
Cock my hat to the back, I'll scream out slat, you know I chill with bros
Gang outside, they can't hang outside
My la bro,
So whether you bangin' for crip or blood
You better bang for somthin' young thug
'Cause you'll get banged on not by bangas
But by Johnny Law
have ya back
Don't believe when they yelling out I Got you its a fact
Don't believe em when they tryna tell Yo niggaz double back
See them Johnny's
on a wheelie 12 o’clock (skirtt)
Aye Swerving in and out of traffic fuck the cops
Ya burn out at the light time to smoke it up
Gotta bad bitch the back ass fat
back to back throughout the night I'm geeked up till the morning
Barely playing by the rules, the fuck I look like trying to enforce them
And I ain't
Behind my ear nestled in the back, but it ain't
I know because I checked, I'm still searchin' for the dank
You probably threw it out with your old pack
of procedure to break the men
Johnny Walker blacked out twice; they untied his hands
while he signed his confession
And Richard McIlkenny was threatened with
inspiré par Dre (I've rapped, inspired by Dre)
Sit back relax
J'ai kické inspiré par Biggie (I've rapped, inspired by Biggie)
With style and grace
J'ai
could be a lawyer (really, though)
Niggas gotta get they priorities straight
(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
Really though, young
Judge rules not being abided by here as Jericho gets back into this match one more time, interrupts and sent out of the ring by Donny V, whos looking for
Johnny Law 'cause they love to hang us I hear ya
I ride wit ya dogg if you can get me to tha border
My baby mama flipped out and dipped out wit my
need to sit down
I'm making sure that you dripped out, that's only if you mine
I keep you by my side, I love it when we spendin' time
And girl when
those lies
They all tryna knock us down but you already know that ain't a big surprise
All the highs weigh out the lows
A kind Christian yeah, it shows
By
known by the name of auld Johnny Dhu
Of all the trades a going, begging is the best
When a man gets tired he can sit down and rest
Singin' for his
man bitch I'm walking thru the fire
All this pressure made some mother fucking Diamonds
Roses by the grave I done rose up out the silence
Now they know
need to watch out
I got my homies
right all on my back
So i dont even
need to watch out
So if you thought that
i did it by my self
That shit a bust
or fee) Word
Yo, you know what
The next Wu-Tang album ain't even coming out until 2000
You know what I mean
That's just gonna come back with a comet
You
Johnny Falls
He throws his hands
Into the air, into these walls
He's freakin' out
He's got a gun
He'll get his way
He'll have his fun
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