Lyrics:
Little Johnny
OOooooo you in trouble now
Johnny Bravo wanted Johnny Cash
President tint sat behind the glass
They sent a threat due to Johnny debt
Put
Kentucky)
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Love me baby)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny
around
As I try to remember all of my lines
Guess it's time for me to face the crowd
And give the people my time, uh
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash
and take a look around
As I try to remember all of my lines
Guess it's time for me to face the crowd
And give the people my time, uh
Johnny Cash
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
It started March of sixty-four
Many years ago
We were hired by Johnny Cash
To open up his show
Four boys, a worn out Cadillac
With a road map
it
I'ma kill it
I tried to tell 'em
Get the yellow tape
Get them body bags
All black wardrobe nigga
Johnny Cash
Anytime that the Doc is the buildin'
- Words and Music by Lee Pockriss and Lyn Duddy
(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
You're an angel to me
Johnny Angel,
See-G-Em-G-D-G
G-D-G-see-G-D-G
G-see-G-see-G-Em-G-D-G (ending:C-G-D-G-see-G-D-see-G)
Well, lucky number seven passed me by
Lucky number seven
See-G-Em-G-D-G
G-D-G-see-G-D-G
G-see-G-see-G-Em-G-D-G (ending:C-G-D-G-see-G-D-see-G)
Well, lucky number seven passed me by
Lucky number seven
Ya bitch in the telly shaking ass
I ain't have to give her no cash
Imagine what she gon do for a bag
She gon give it everything she has
B&E's turned
the trash bin
That lies by that old stone wall?
Keep working on your grades
You don't need to talk to them at all
Wake up, Johnny
It's midday
Why 'you living
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
for Christmas mass
with a basketful of cake and a handful of cash
Johnny smoke another hit just so you can forget
About your fat bellied papa preacher
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
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
facts
I know they mad thats in the past
No I ain't Johnny I stay with the Cash
Don't play with me play with a Bag
Keeping it G aint shit sweet
Yo pockets
[Intro]
This is a bonus track from the Kingspade sessions
Featuring Johnny Richter and D-Loc, Kingspade
The full length album coming out on Suburban
I'd like to have stand up, who's a very very proud man
He used to be many years ago, a bad land farmer down in Dias, Arkansas
But he's Johnny Cash's
up tall
And he swings down low
And he walks that rockabilly
Country road.
Come back Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Come back, Johnny Cash
The Panther
Dey callin me johnny like cash Bumpper car all on yo ass
Accelerate gas Do da dash
Im Fresher den fonzzi
You mad who mad dey mad
Im Fresher den
ass
Johnny Cash, afro havin'
Jack of Spades, boots havin'
Tony Danza, shoes wearin' ass!
B-b-b-black by popular demand, I expand
My hand
annoying is that annoying as Poison and the birth of rap
This is the Boys To Men Album meets Johnny Cash ain't no boys on this album only Nash
A boy who
Will you be my ride or die, ride or di
Swear you got me jogging like I'm running outta time
I'll go Johnny cash for you, yeah I'll walk the line
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