Lyrics:
kept the jailhouse filled
Till it fell down the hill
When you walk in Jerome
You'll never walk alone
'Cause the ghosts dance all around you
All
just trying to get some cash
I just wanna chill, on Sugar Hill baby Sugar Hill baby
Sugar Hill baby Sugar Hill
Get at me get with me I'm going hard
the sound of my breath
[chorus]
[Diablo]
now james dean was pretty bad
but i'm double the rebel
raising the level
listen products, pumpin the bass
Just about the worst gun battle
I've ever had in the western plains
When me and a bunch of cowboys
Run on in Jesse James
Come a ki-ki--yicky
Old King James
Sat upon his hill
Old King James
Sat upon his hill
Old King James
Was a wise old man
Old King James
Was a wise old man
Sword in his
everything cause
Deep down you don't want shit
Haters drop sick
They see me blowing up like I'm Kirby
I tell em top this
I be balling out like James Worthy
I
Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was
crazy
Like they do on silver screens
Take you to my house in the hills
Give you cheap thrills
Love you like a movie scene (James Dean, baby)
Now
Just about the worst gun battle
I've ever had in the western plains
When me and a bunch of cowboys
Run on in Jesse James
Come a ki-ki--yicky
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone
Since old Oklahoma's sand hills you did roam?
Is it heaven's wide streets that you're tying
Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry,
Donald comes down the hill wild and angry;
Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly,
Here's to the king
Oh, hello
And welcome to "Story Time" with James Bunyan
I am your host, James Bunyan
Today, I will be reading an excerpt from "The Mighty Enduring
be there still
Under the bridge and across that hill
I - will be.
Walking on James Street, past where the church bell chimed
Sun it shined, feelin'
JuneOnnaBeat (JuneOnnaBeat)
I'm a king like James, ay
I want rings like Way, ay
'Bout to spread my wings, fly away, ay
House in the hills where
I bring the bus load like Jerome Bettis
Striker ain't vegan but I got the lettuce
Same power as Batman I'm rich get the message
One call to Hot Rod
out
You can't fuck with me
I'll drive you to the ground
OK Jerome, open the high hat, here we go
Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep that pocket,
Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry,
Donald comes down the hill wild and angry;
Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly,
Here's
I wake up this morning
cnd the sea was around me
I wake up this morning
cnd the blues was around me
My hills were too far away
In the land of pink
walters (uh!)
Black shawn, black tim and black darren (woo!)
Black tyrone, black al and black baron (woo!)
Rob and carlos, jersey and dink (uh!)
James
on the dance floor
With my Jesse James
So click clack, it's like that
Click clack, The Abstract
Click clack, the Consequence
We coming through, and we making you
Lloyd, Randolph Evans, Arthur Miller, Eula Mae Love
Michael Jerome Stewart, Eleanor Bumpers, Yvonne Smallwood, Mary Mitchell
Nicholas Heyward Jr., Frankie
like Covid (sick)
Shit real in my city boy, you better tote it
Make a movie or light shit, episode it
Chorus 1 (Boldy James)
Putting up numbers
My
My Afro-Nigerian Girl Featuring JoJo Hill
Written by Bobby Ray Sparks II & Robert W. JoJo Hill courtesy of Jofula Records
PRODUCED BY: Bobby Sparks
.jpg/169px-James_Hill_(cropped).jpg "James Hill")
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