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#1: Oh, if-if, oh--
FATHER: Look, it's quite simple.
GUARD #1: Uh...
FATHER: You just stay here, and make sure 'e doesn't leave the
room. All right?
hope so.
Yoko: i hope so.
John: okay.
Stay in bed!
John: look there's a fly flitting around. Just makes you laugh.
Yoko: what time is it?
John
saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I'm
me top ya grandpop
Then fuck ya baby mom on the
'Gram while the fans watch
C'mon Hitman stop, you just a battle rapper
Face it i got plaques on my wall
Stay a little while
Sitting here alone waiting by the phone again
I'm incomplete
I think I need you
When you're here with me I feel like I'm whole
(John Forte)
I more than just a rhymer you still a small timer
hopin that the game treat that ass a little kinda
every step tango'd
your beat dont
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin' in the club
Wyclef Jean, John Forte, Prizewell
Nah mean the streets are gettin' a little crazy
Looka
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
It's a party when I go up in the sto'
Shoppin' while I'm zooted off the dro'
Rollin like a nigga that just came up on a mill'
And I got 'em sweepin'
of the TEC"
Head for the hills before you get wrecked
"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the TEC"
Here I come up your block, driving once
Yes, he made the album of 2012
(Just ask him
He'll tell you) But that was just the
Second biggest moment of Frank Ocean's year
Here, while wearing
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
to drive-by's they be callin
And you ain't know while you be kickin' that old shit
(Talk to me) we makin' hits
Platinum and gold shit (we don't stop)
I stay
wackness
Killing the craft
There is just madness
And it's just sad
Now isn't it sad to see it come to this?
Isn't it sad it had to come here now?
Fly away
we take the bad
It's not about what we had (what we had)
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get a little bit better
I was little I used to go and see him nearly every day
Just to sit and hear his stories an' while some time away
Why he was in his height of Glory
I was little I used to go and see him nearly every day
Just to sit and hear his stories an' while some time away
Why he was in his height of Glory
sensation.
Every man and woman gets one scotch,
One bourbon and one beer,
Three times a day if they stay cool.
And little chillens gets milk, cream
that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John forte, grab the mic, let's sway this way
I'm more than just
that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John forte, grab the mic, let's sway this way
I'm more than just
See that's a little Don Juan game
All across your chest like Sean John's name
Niggas tryna figure out since Kan' came
Who the rookie of the year:
Me
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