Lyrics:
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Café
Just sittin', diggin' all them scenes at Smokey Joe's Café
A chick I'd never seen before
Royal Cushites
Ethiopia is the only sovereign land
Never been conquer
Never will be conquer
Ethiopia is the only sovereign land
Never been conquer
By
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
When last I saw John Williams
A young man full of pride
To have his bride of just four days
Stand shyly by his side
He laughed and slapped me
John Deere green
The end of a bunch of gravel driveway
Out here doing our own thing
Out in the middle where the hard work meets hard living
Out in
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
Yeah, 31
It Goes Up edition
And I brought friends this time (let's go)
The wicks lit fire it up like a John wick clip
Rip shit rhymers are hype
Like who are you? Are you Hannibal?
Well I go to John Jay
So at the end of the day
You'll see me behind bars in two different ways
I never once recieved
Tell em
Uh bitch I eat rappers like Pacman
Ride around with a gat i'm strap man
Call me John Wick I'm a bad man
I'm drapped in all black like I'm
the doubters who were calling me Tupac
No wonder we ain't talkin and I never call you back
No rhyme or reason, but I got one
So I can shoot em in the face with
John Wick with a stick, I don't play about my dogs
I don't fuck with pigs but I'm still gone ball, hog
If it's ever about a dollar then I'm bound
I'm not here to play around, I'm here for the truth
I'm going to do things you would never do
I'm going to move in ways you would never move
God is
copped another ocka man I’m getting ripped
And the beat just dropped like Recession hit
Grown man shit
I just keep getting better kid
I could never quit
to the praise team
Then smob to the Pole for Your Black Muslim Bakery
Born & raised in the Bay, never been to San Jose
I recall one time, maybe, crossing
and the moon was right
The ? was really perked off the Red Zone
I was in my MPV, I was all alone
A lot of out-of-town people asking me for
My John Hancock
To your gravesite as John Doe for fuckin wit those...
It's them thugs runnin' amuck,
On none but a slug all up in the territory
Never divide, go
real
Soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
Let's go
From what I hear Kanye is
Killing the game very bad
My girl rocking
a laugh
I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate
I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties
Hanging by the castle with all my mates
Sparking up
It's the gospel according to John
And by the doctrines of grace, I just respond by the spirit of God
He gives eternal life. You should be resting assured
Baby, I know that we've got trouble in the fields
When the bankers swarm like locusts they're turning away our yields
Our dreams roll by our silo,
meant to walk
He had to fall in line, he had to leave his dreams behind
When we stop to dream
What is left of you and me
One by one we fall like dominos
I ain't fuckin with none of ya'll
Real ones be
Too hard to
Come by
No shade boy yeah
Let um sun dry
Truth is
You a bitch
Man that's no lie
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
agreed, sacrifice was the code of the road.
I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John, strong men belittled by doubt.
I couldn't tell her what my
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