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never sober Take me to the booth moving in big bags like Sean I be slidin' if it's hosted by Melvin and John And only would spit German wit Cida on a Song
that too He spends his days in a search for food chorus Gordon Anderson and John Covert
(Havin a hard time Tryna express All of my suppressions) Havin a hard time Tryna express All of my suppressions I get lost inside these rhymes Help
of Brother John; She felt his eyes and she walked up beside him, And she took him by the hand, She said, "Brother John, it's so hard to be holy, Would
smoke In my spare time, write rhymes, and bag ma' Me and Sticky Fingaz go Back like Clue's hairline Just like you hit the spliff too Hard and burnt your
You’ve got me BELIEVING—IN LOVE AGAIN I’ve been burned by love so many times before When I saw you—my heart went running for the door But in your soft
Yes, I'm BELIEVING—IN LOVE AGAIN I’ve been burned by love so many times before When I saw you—my heart went running for the door But in your soft
Now girl it don’t have to be Play by the rules, love casually Just might be the one, it ain’t hard to see ‘Cause I get that feeling when you put it
up their mind, who's the best of all time Larry Hoover or Jeff Fort? Who drop dimes, load Glock nines and John Doe 'em Where they changed the name
Anderson and John Covert
of love—I don’t wanna be free CHORUS REPEAT… By Gordon Anderson and John Cove
tired of haunting me Break these chains, and set my poor heart free CHORUS By Gordon Anderson and John Covert
George Floyd with the beard And the dreadlocks Forget the dreads, just locks, don't stop I'm Eric Garner, John Crawford Michael Brown, Ezell Ford, Dante
John's I need a mil cause I was just feeling like fuck em all And go to Cali I swear blood still don't mean shit Blood still don't mean shit Yeah Google
The sweet Delta dawn Take me back to another morning To a time so long ago Where the sweet magnolia blossomed Cotton fields are white as snow Catfish John
take some more time for solitude It's a lot of food when I go out, I shouldn't be eating Excuse me while I hit the john is my latest greeting I'm
to heads, call me John Madden Niggas cheap, they ain't havin' Fourteen Gs, half play, I'm gon' bag it I gotta cut this hoe loose, this bitch keep on nagging '
Anderson Rappers can't handle them I hand em' a handkerchief and hang of shit, it's Pete Rock The nigga you should be hangin' with, bangin' with But you
my dreams-each night it seems You take away my blues Ain’t no one born who looks so fine You thrill me EVERY TIME By Gordon Anderson and john covert
tarnished flask You could hear every cigarette he'd smoked every time he laughed Busker John Joe May Is buried in an unmarked pauper's grave Near the bells
of his love of games (He finished his set that night By retreating to play Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now As he spots The original Pong, Super
here tryin' to grind my hardest Up early so to milk the cow Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields To keep my John Hancock's worth up in
How many brothers doing time How many fathers not around How many kids up in these streets How many Starving Nothing to eat How many think I'm talking
and you When we’re old and gray—we’ll look back to the time When I couldn’t say—what was on my mind—when FIRST CHORUS REPEAT… By Gordon Anderson and John
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