Lyrics:
hot dog but I’m chilly with the aim when I scope your mouth wash it guilly your brain
Take ya top off drop it if you pop shit and the message of love
Rejoice rejoice
Good tidings I bring you
Hear ye a message to you my friend
Voices cry invoke your angels
When pressure drop it cannot conquer
the money
He acted real funny
He hocked up a rock and
It TOTALLED my car!
Oh, do you
Know any trucks
Might be bound for THE VALLEY?
I don't wanna
my sound bloke routine by approaching Gina's new boyfriend to say that he shouldn't feel that there's any animosity between us and then I even go
the lies
And I never got to see John on the day he died
And I blame you cause I never got to say goodbye
I still think of him every night I close my eyes
John holds his dying friend at Khe-Sanh
As the drops of blood, paint the jungle floor
The world no, it could not understand, and so it goes
Left
sure you remember that, ha ha ha)
They're getting my message (aye), they're getting my message (aye)
It be so compelling they'll never ever forget it
at the
Mirror on the wall (woo), here we are again (yeah)
Through my rise and fall (uh)
You've been my only friend (yeah)
You told me that they can understand
out of space like Mercury, you jerking me? Hectic
Had to call upon my wolves to send niggas the message
I said this, "Let's play fair and we can stay
out of space like Mercury, you jerking me? Hectic
Had to call upon my wolves to send niggas the message
I said this, "Let's play fair and we can stay
I hope you got the message and it ain't sweet
But I can play by your mind games baby
Moody spicy mixed with crazy
Imma blast off feeling spacey
I'm
blastin' through your car auxiliary
They wanna John Lennon me, or John Kennedy
Since I been on, I feel my adrenaline goin'
It take me back to the corners
to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell
Sir John
I have played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by
don't want to wake up
And you are not by my side
(So special girl, So special, Your special)
(So special girl, So special, Your special)
(Poncho – she is
They say they know me but were never friends
Should I go out? well I guess it depends
On the money and what we going to spend it on
Run from my problems
with my 116 clique representing to you
We just want to put it down for the Lord Jesus Christ
City to city and state to state,
we keep running into more
while I'm shredding Manchego
To all my haters, you small potatoes
Sipping that local, I'm smoking that legal
Down by the bay, with forty-nine raiders
to Uranus
Kill or be killed that's my message in a bottle
Always stay strapped not a message that's my motto
Kidnapped by the game I got that Stockholm
Never
dreamed of getting cream, best believe I'm John Deere
Green as mont-clair shit, earth tones in the winter
Purp rolled in a rillow
I am on my John
was just, just really calling to see what's on your mind
For real, man
Goddamn
I love you, my nigga
Hit me back, goddamn, when you get this message
You're serving under you heard
Who could never be hurt or murdered by
None got fucking murdered by nuns
Upon a time Rob of Locksley ventured to my
Hood
friend, Oh my friend, Oh my friend
And my friend John, he went away
He made some mistakes
Spent time in Walton jail
And now when I see him we still
extensions and a fresh set of nails
I sit on this bench with my new friend
Praying no one message me a who Dey win
I don’t mind at all for my pride and joys
Glocks and the beams with me (Great John beats, baby)
Look, look
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tell 'em, "Bust a move," got them things
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