Lyrics:
Pullin' all the haters and they sayin' I'm a tyrant
I keep goin' all drew
Like a, like a John Drew
Eatin' on the west side, goin' for that fondue
Mmmmm,
gotcha head spinning
I done took too many Ls but this year I'm winning
I'm a troubled mother fucker like John Lennon
Drew some brees like a saint but I'm
book,
cnd she marked it with a feather stained green.
I peeked inside to see what she had said,
She drew a circle 'round John 3:16.
cnd it Read:
For God
of the world
A single line of a tangled weave
From me to her to you
Feel it, there
In every other hand
Every other john pole child
You know, you drew
balling, I'd rather be John Wooden
Yall boys could be Drew Gooden
Ima be everything they say I couldn't
That's a hard pill to swallow for some
I got more
Knock-knock 4: 18… Who the hell is this?!
I get up quick, tuck my dick
I stop Drew from barkin' and
Get to Chris walking
It's a face that I've seen before
Mike
stop Drew from barkin'
I get to Chris walking
It's a face that I've seen before
It's Mike George
We both graduated class of '04
I look deeper, he's got
from about 10 in the am
Now one of the two from John's crew that followed Jesus name was Andrew
Simon Peter was whom he was kin to
So Drew first found
the morning
Feelin' like I'm John Dee
Got my black magic book
And drew a circle 'round me
Bitch, I wake up in the morning
Feelin' like I'm not me
I'm a beast,
a food truck
Cause more Ruckus than the Boondocks
RIP Grandad, John Witherspoon, Pops
Sick nigga, I should prawlly go and get a flu shot
Dudes hot, feelin'
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He
her and drew her to the bank.
Her clothes all wet and muddy, they laid her on a plank.
Then sent for John Lewis to come to that place --
And brought
flew it, you sue it
You glue it, you drew it, you float it, you goat it
You shopped it, you flogged it, you taught it, you bought it
You own it, you
flew it, you sue it
You glue it, you drew it, you float it, you goat it
You shopped it, you flogged it, you taught it, you bought it
You own it, you
man you know that I pray
Gotta be myself, never gonna give up man these niggas
Looking at me like what's up
Yung drews on the mic everyday you gotta
more
Don’t know what to call it it’s John Doe
Say my name say my name
Say my name
Say my name say my name
Say my name
I just been patient ya don’t know
I
The time has come to tell you
Of the tale of Mary Drew
Who buried sixteen husbands by the
Age of twenty two
Some say that she's a monster
The evil
bring
A nation to its knees?
Some say it was your voice had gone
Some say it was booze
They say you killed a country, John
Because of bad reviews
he said.
Oh, what is your reckoning? for you must be paid.
There's forty-four shillings, John, you owe me of old.
Then out of his pocket he drew
the birthplace, of John Graham Lough
On an old gatehouse tower that portrayed the power
Of Scotland and her nationhood
The mute statues stand and they gaze
friend of Diane's)
Is a friend of mine
Workin' at Papa John's, I was making good bread
Got a twenty dollar tip on New Years
And I moved out to L.A.
forget, Bolo, Footloose
You know, the incomparable DJ G.I
Kim Lumpkin, Bizzy, Spores (you heard)
Marcus, Mr. Mark Pitts, L.A. Reid
Drew, Tyvee, Success,
spoke he always drew a crowd
His message was his lifestyle
He gave us everything and more
He was the party we've been looking for
Maybe, just
back
It ain't my fault I drew the blueprint, now I'm livin' that
Naomi Osaka's arena, we servin' and playin' with big racks
Got the baddest face down,
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