Lyrics:
about to blow) no romance without finance, we dead
You're all
I need
To get by (Johnny Blaze)
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow) knowledge, wisdom,
and that's fear
Rappers get so damn pussy they gotta go for a pap smear
So Shyheim, if your down with the groove
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
(Cry together) johnny Blaze
Ahh (You look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
You're all (Cry together)
I need (Lie together)
To get by (Cry together)
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
And if you feelin' blue, you already
We're about to wrap this thing up tonight y'all, and uh
It's been a very special treat
And I wanna give a very special
(You know)
(Good evening this is Perris Jones with dope boys action news network)
(Bringing you exclusive coverage of alive at night)
Brandon Wolf up
gold
This magic can never be sold
Therе's things that never get old
Likе Grace Jones, Honey Dijon
Let's go
Follow me
And Let's go
To a place where we
Hands on my hips riding shotgun
Catch a lick of fire
He a tough gong
With a jones for you
I got my eyes on you
I got my groove back with ya
Let me
Cohan
In the final act of Little Johnny Jones (1904), the intrepid title hero returns to America with his name cleared, only to find his beloved fiancée
gonna make you groove Ah, ah, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting. Hey hey baby when you walk that way
Watch your
Playin' up with Darryl Jones is on the bass
Playin' funky-funky grooves all over the place
Playin' Omar Hakim all nice and neat
He can hang it down with
chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train
The scientist is a man who
Was learned how to think
At least about scientific matters
That's why he can do so many amazing things
But a scientist
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
In the city by the sea baby
Long Beach there never be no peace on the East Side
Nooo
In the city by the sea baby
Long Beach there never be no peace
I'm just talking over it
Like those famous people as if I can do that
Yeah, the albums pretty uh
It's not the best quality
But you know
I did it all by
wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are
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
that fat pass BY, why asks why?
Made my way through the crowd with the side to side
Then I pushed up on the tush 'cause, uh, I ain't shy!
Said,
Ain't got the Bentley yet but the whip wet
Ballin like Jim Jones they think its Dipset
I gotta find it
I gotta find it
Ain't got the Bentley yet but
We've been conditioned
To believe what we said life
No wonder we don't know
The meaning of ""i""
It means the meaning of you
And the things you do
'Cause this is Johnny's Rocket
And I'm licensed to pilot in almost every state of mind
You weren't mine
But ever since I saw you babin' and rollerskatin'
intrusion.
But the Keziah Jones train of thought
Has had to be "derailed" and "defracked."
Do to this groove found
Lying across the tracks.
[Chorus x 2]
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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