Lyrics:
tables were his home
As proud as he was
He couldn't pay his own
Then come one stormy night
With aces by his side
And now he sits on top of the world
Burn
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
your place among the elements gone
Johnny Panic forgot none of his own but one
His bible of dreams leads only to the "Blossom Street"
Insanity & Esther
ripened and rottened in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well now I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
of logic is
That? It don't make sense
Whatever happened to judging a man
By his own actions
Instead of assumin' that he's like
The others he's matching?
It's
your Glock burst
They had the chains on, son, hit the lock first
We busted in, the cop jerked, Jungle popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the bitch by
on the fields of insanity after me
Let me be, they'll deceive me, never believe me
In the end we all stand alone
Each keeper of his truth
On our own field
just shut our eyes
When we hear the lies
We apologize and move on
Even when the people are in debt and poverty
God said if his people called by His name
brains blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the list of his accomplishments
He came forward in the night, now we're mourning
Black fist up
Limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass
Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the cars
Rushin' by so fast
to his blanket 'neath the underpass
Lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
Closed his eyes and listened to the cars rushin' by, so fast
One time
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the ill na na (yeah, see'mon, yeah, see'mon)
Destination
So don't be frightened
Don't misbehave
My name is Pat
What's your name?
Hi kids, I've been walking on by
I think my gas tanks empty
So lately, I need
and stronger
by eating such rich food.
He came under the notice of the Elephant.
The Elephant used to enjoy the company of the Dog
and started sharing his food
Johnny gets to go and fight his war
And as he rides off in the sunset he feels the last rays burn
And shine
My setting sun
No we ain't done
My setting sun
Flip doin' man"
"How he get out his deal?"
All you gotta do is take 2 million
And walk in the door, and that's how they'll let you go
Hahaaa
Cause I get
of lies, like all the time
Can't trust a fucking soul
That's why I roll solo
Do it all my own dolo
If I ever get famous and you ask for a pic, middle fingers
Johnny's got coronavirus
Billy's got AIDS
Titus meningitis
And Louis' got the plague
Mary's got cancer in her breast and her brain
Jimmy had
to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" My partner says to me
Then one by one, each German voice
a broken home with loaded folk
Learned how to hold his own by choking throats
His only hope was to keep his dome afloat
And reap what begun to sew
He started
a broken home with loaded folk
Learned how to hold his own by choking throats
His only hope was to keep his dome afloat
And reap what begun to sew
He started
we grow
Ebb and flow of life
We rejoice after all the strife
Any which way we go
From each lesson we grow
It is by service of the Holy One who
felt all those years ago
Though she had never strayed far, hemmed in by his shadow
The torches lining the path of her own dreams had been growing
excuse,
Trying his truth and his long-sufferance,
Till half-another year had slipt away.
By this the lazy gossips of the port,
Abhorrent of a calculation
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