Lyrics:
I mean, you absolutely should steal as much as you can
Pet food, Blu-rays, and flowers for your nan
'Cause big companies are harmed by stealing
'Cause
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
of lies
John the Revelator, he's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
of lies
John the Revelator
He's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand
And put him on the stand
Let us hear his
I'm stealing back souls that the Devil's been hoarding
I'm keeping the one's that I think are important returning others I'll be back by the morning
By
I'm telling ur bitch
Give me top on her knees
I fk on ur bitch
And I fk with ur team
I'm stealing ur girl
While I'm stealing
Ur green stealing ur
niggas can't see me I'm John Cena
Back in the cliff I was stealing beamers
I got a bad hood bitch she rap like Trina
Her pussy on hurricane Katrina
Red
stealing from his friends yea John mind ain't right
Now don't nobody wanna even go & deal with him
Before he did that snake shit everybody around was trying
of lies
John the Revelator
He's a smooth operator
It's time we cut him down to size
Take him by the hand
And put him on the stand
Let us hear his alibis
By
they say that I’m tweaking
But I get it back they say that im cheating
They stealing my style you n***** is thieving
I switch up my style in the middle
John the RevelatorHe’s a smooth operatorIt’s time we cut him down to sizeTake him by the handAnd put him on the standLet us hear his alibis
By claiming
Double minded thoughts John Travolta Nick Cage Face Off
They hate the real Christ like his name was Adolph
They want blonde hair blue eyes feminine gay
Lords have to the mountains gone, a-huntin' of the fallow deer
They have grippit Hughie Graeme for stealing of the bishop's mare
They have bought him
stealing, yeah
Detroit legend (whoa)
Microphone legend, yeah
Sean a Legend
My bro is John Legend, yeah (whoa, whoa)
All this sunshine, it's still raining
try
Even though I feel dead inside
Off of spirits I feel like it's killing mine
Hope I'm still in time
When she's done stealing time
I gotta cope with
ya)
I remain in him He remain in me
Stepping on demons I'm in a Different Pedigree
Saved by blood I got Christ in my genes
Jesus Christos in my Family
the door
And I ain't even interested in stealing your whore
So why these niggas actin like they want to marry the floor?
Like they ain't seen me breeze
of cake, time to seize the day
And they knew the jackpot's
A thousand feet away
You see John had worked at Hannaford's
And he got caught on camera
Stealing
to drop bombs on the first person who had a nice suit and a watch on
I spot John, white collar worker and clean cut
Walked up to him, he's like, "What?",
NBA for the basketball figures
Jiggalo men wit two hoes, John Ritter
Arm lit up, microphone tormenter
I'm hungry as fuck and I came to eat
If you came
nigga, you might as well kill him
Niggas rapping and stealing the flow, but nigga I invented it
You bitch want some boot, and I ain't talking about
lemmings
Stunned over the edge
War time juveniles shot in martyr
For the crime of stealing eggs
Dinner, by the way, was divine
I drank the last
John's an American journalist
Doesn't know how it came to this
Reporting on a Middle East's crisis
Taken prisonner by terrorists
Since the day that
of the victims
Rest in peace
Kalief Browder
Rodney Mitchell
Malice Green
Ramarley Graham
Elijah Maclain
Aiyana Stanley-Johns
Ryan Matthew Smith
Derrick Ambrose Jr
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