Lyrics:
A Vietnamese
Out of my way, if that's all you've got
Crowd
If I am here when they come, I'll be shot!
Chris
Let me go, John,
I can't leave her
Why in the world
If I think of something
Then it's mine, no bluffing
Give me dimes or shove it, baby
Call me John Galt
What they lining up with
Like some diamond
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her
John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban
Wu-tang clan, number won!
In the whole nine, I hold mine
And famous dudes
Look back at their lives
And they always
Say stuff like
You know
I wouldn't change anything
Not for me
Many times
I was evil
Because
I was
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
looks, shout out to all the magazines showin' me love, holdin' me down
(Nakid) Especially The Fader, gave my first cover, (Samsil), shout to Billboard,
Years flying by wish I could just pause time
Never let me go you my haven my peace of mind
Put the past behind forgive me we living life
Life too
I've had it.
I don't want to hear
John
The heat is on in Saigon
But till they tell me I'm gone
I'm gonna buy you a girl
Chris
You can buy me a beer
Ey
Look who doing doughnuts in the bma BC moving like Tina
FU move John Cena
Krippin dance walking like Serena
I KNOW THAT AM DOPE Choke no joke
just smoke in my eyes
'Cause this ain't no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting
sleeping at John's
Waking up in aisles of 7-Eleven Slurpee shops
Immersing myself in flavors of blue raspberries and black cherries
That grew in poisonous
ever happened
Crawlin to your heart like a beatle, John Lennon
Love or lust, it don't matter you're the one I vibe with
Heal me in your open arms, lately
Can't look his killer in his face cuz we lost Jack to diabetes
We was on the road to riches but my niggas tried to beat me
Like John Cena I seen it
cried and said she always knew he was up to no good
It broke her heart the night he died
And she made me promise I'd stand by your side
And try
The cause is Ozymandian
The map of Sapokanikan
Is sanded and beveled
The land lone and levelled
By some unrecorded and powerful hand
Which
tee, yeah, drippin' Fendi
Yeah, I be shootin' shit, treat u like John F. Kennedy
Boy, you ugly as hell, yeah, you look like your granny
Ima take all
Look what you done to me
Look what you did
Look what you done to me
So in studio today we have -uh,
Singer, rapper, recording artist by the name
John applied for a job at Dick's Automotive and
Dick came to the door and he said,
"Tell me Johnny boy. Can you rotate the tires on a '72 Subaru?"
into her eyes
I watch the sunset in her heart
It makes me want to die
She said "Follow me down"
Down to the ocean
Saying "Hey Captain John"
You know you
modern-day John Lennon (Yeah)
How many Perkies I popped? That really ain't nobody business
But since it's just me and you here, I admit I've been tripping
Way
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